O false as fairI am forgotten, then, by thee!
Or haply on another
The eyes that once looked into
Pretence of love — all
Out! nought I
For such as can true love betray!
Love on, forsworn, your little day:
Ye are nought to me.
O false as fairI am forgotten, then, by thee!
Or haply on another
The eyes that once looked into
Pretence of love — all
Out! nought I
For such as can true love betray!
Love on, forsworn, your little day:
Ye are nought to me.