When thou didst give thy love to me

When thou didst give thy love to me,

Asking no more of gods or men

I vow'd I would contented be,

If Fate should grant us summers ten.

But now that twice the term is sped,

And ever young my heart and gay,

I fear the words that then I said,

And turn my face from Fate away.

To bid thee happily good-bye

I have no hope that I can see,

No way that I shall bravely die,

Unless I give my life for thee.