Or else the heart that loved so true will break.
This I'll resolve, if he to health revives,
And for my hand again as suitor strives,
I'll fancy that we were betrothed before,
And try to love him as we loved of yore.'
What joy! what bliss! what rapture! filled my heart.
'One word, and I from her shall never part.
But oh! she loves another one,' thought I
(And fell Despair and Grief again drew nigh),
'Who may more worthy be, though I deny