And thus, as I wasted so many a day

And thus, as I wasted so many a day

In wandering and dreaming the hours away,

My love found the waiting too long a recess,

So she started to sew on her wedding dress;

And she caught in her arms, (oh deluded and dupéd)

As husband, the stupidest one of the stupid.

My loved one is so mild and fair

Her likeness haunts me everywhere;

The rose-cheeks and the violet-eyes

year in, year out, their ghosts arise.

And that I should lose a love so dear,

Was the stupidest act of a stupid career.