Long Plighted

 Is it worth while, dear, now, 
To call for bells, and sally forth arrayed 
For marriage-rites -- discussed, decried, delayed 
 So many years? 

 Is it worth while, dear, now, 
To stir desire for old fond purposings, 
By feints that Time still serves for dallyings, 
 Though quittance nears? 

 Is it worth while, dear, when 
The day being so far spent, so low the sun, 
The undone thing will soon be as the done, 
 And smiles as tears? 

 Is it worth while, dear, when 
Our cheeks are worn, our early brown is gray; 
When, meet or part we, none says yea or nay, 
 Or heeds, or cares? 

 Is it worth while, dear, since 
We still can climb old Yell'ham's wooded mounds 
Together, as each season steals its rounds 
 And disappears? 

 Is it worth while, dear, since 
As mates in Mellstock churchyard we can lie, 
Till the last crash of all things low and high 
 Shall end the spheres?

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