I love you dearly, O my sweet!

I love you dearly, O my sweet!

Although you pass me lightly by,

Although you weave my life awry,

And tread my heart beneath your feet.

I tremble at your touch; I sigh

To see you passing down the street;

I love you dearly, O my sweet!

Although you pass me lightly by.

You say in scorn that love's a cheat,

Passion a blunder, youth a lie.

I know not. Only when we meet

I long to kiss your hand and cry,

"I love you dearly, O my sweet,

Although you pass me lightly by."