I still recall your face just as it used to be.
Your brow is smooth, your eyes are bright,
You still retain your appetite.
This human life doth now as ever
Depend so much upon the liver.
Some sixty years ago, I knew
A fair young girl, she looked like you.
We fell in love, a youthful dream,
But even now, this world would seem
A barren waste, if I could doubt