  YOU love me, you say, and want me To become your own. I believe you are in earnest now, But,—as the years go on— What do you think will happen! Shall we travel side by side, Lovers, and faithful companions, Whatever may betide? So many have taken the venture, But to find it turn out for the bad, Who, at the beginning, just as much faith In a different outcome had. That I’m fearful our fate might be like theirs,— Have we proof, think you, it will not? A guarantee,—we shall never grow tired And want to unfasten the knot? Tho’ my love is yours, ’twere far better, Our paths separately should trend; Than start together, and then diverge, Nor accomplish the journey’s end. |
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