(So I can but vaguely vow)
Only this, only this,
(Which I trust won't grieve you),
Only this—I can't go now, I can't go now, I can't go Now!
I know not if 'tis far or near,
Some six months' hence, while we both live;
I know not who the blame shall bear,
Or who protest, or who forgive;
But when we part, some day, some day,
France, fairer grown, the truth may see,