O do not tempt me

O do not tempt me without reason:

Affection lost cannot return.

How foreign to the broken-hearted

Are all the charms of bygone days!

I can no longer trust thy promise;

I have no longer faith in love;

And cannot suffer once again

To be deceived by phantom visions.

Do not augment my anguish mute;

Say not a word of former gladness.

And, kindly friend, o do not trouble

A convalescent's dreaming rest.

I sleep: how sweet to me oblivion:

Forgotten all my youthful dreams!

Within my soul is naught but turmoil,

And love shall wake no more for thee.