Song of snow-white heads

E. Bacon

Our love was pure

As the snow on the mountains:

White as a moon

Between the clouds --

They're telling me

Your thoughts are double

That's why I've come

To break it off.

To-day we'll drink

A cup of wine.

To-morrow we'll part

Beside the Canal:

Walking about

Beside the Canal,

Where its branches divide

East and west.

Alas and alas,

And again alas.

So must a girl

Cry when she's married,

If she find not a man

Of single heart,

Who will not leave her

Till her hair is white.