Lorna's song

Love, an if there be one,

Come my love to be,

My love is for the one

Loving unto me.

Not for me the show, love,

Of a gilded bliss;

Only thou must know, love,

What my value is.

If in all the earth, love,

Thou hast none but me,

This shall be my worth, love:

To be cheap to thee.

But, if so thou ever

Strivest to be free,

'Twill be my endeavour

To be dear to thee.

So shall I have plea, love,

Is thy heart and breath

Clinging still to thee, love,

In the doom of death.