Sweet Love and I have strangers been
These many years,
So many years.
He came to me when life was green
And free from fears,
These present fears.
He came, and for a little space
My life was gladdened by his grace;
But soon he fled, and joy gave place
To grief and tears.
"O Love, come to me once again!"
My lone heart sighs,
So sadly sighs.
"Recall thy fearless nature, then,"
Sweet Love replies,
Softly replies.
"Thou canst not? Then I cannot be
The same that once I was to thee.
There's no room in the heart for me,
Where fears arise."
