‘Have other lovers,—say, my love,—
Loved thus before to-day?’—
‘They may have, yes! they may, my love;
Not long ago they may.’

But though they worshipped thee, my love,
Thy maiden heart was free?’—
‘Don't ask too much of me!’

‘Yet now 'tis you and I, my love,
Love's wings no more will fly?’—
‘If Love could never die, my love,
Our love should never die.’

‘For shame! and is this so, my love,
And Love and I must go?’—
‘Indeed I do not know, my love;
My life, I do not know.’

‘You will, you must be true, my love,
Nor look and love anew!’—
‘I'll see what I can do, my love;
I'll see what I can do.’