In Sweet September

You love me not, or else you would remember

All that you were and all you said to me,

Only last year -- last year in sweet September,

Under the stars beside the radiant sea.

You love me not, or else while I am yearning,

You could not stand with folded hands apart,

With cold calm eyes that once with tears were burning,

Tears of wild love against my beating heart.

You loved me then, by every tender token,

You loved me then -- what profit now to tell?

The chain was sweet but now the chain is broken,

And I am nothing, loving you so well.

You loved me then, you love me now no longer,

Go by, forget, or hate me if you will,

Whate'er it be, I know my love is stronger,

Through all, in all, I only love you still!