Love's Prayer

And if before me thou must go,

My love, then rest on my fond heart!

Once more thine own so true and warm

Shall beat on mine ere we must part.

Aye, when the sands of life are run,

Thy darkest day of all draws near,

Go not while far from thee I am

And cannot clasp thy hand so dear.

Ah! linger on till I am near,

Ah! still bide on I beg but this!

We'll part this life together love,

In one last long and loving kiss.