The Sad Lover

I WEEP for happy-sweet days When your love was near me Strong in its magical ways, To hold and cheer me!

To my sad broken life, Your love had given, For endless, hopeless strife, Peace of high Heaven.

I thought your charmed cure Could have no ending. And shall no spell endure Of your dear befriending?

As a dead miser yearns For earth-stored treasure, So fiercely my soul burns For old sweet pleasure

Chilled by the bitter power Of sodden sinning, I find no splendid hour As at love's beginning.

Now that my faith is weak, Fearful I meet you! Like a shy stranger speak. When joy should greet you.

I deep in sorrow sing, My passion proving, " There is one beautiful thing, Your tender loving."

Weep! Weep! for happy-sweet days, When your love was near me. Come from your solitary ways. To hold and cheer me.