Lyrics
Dear love, when in thine arms I lie
And feel thy faithful heart
Throbbing with love which cannot die
And know how true thou art.
Ah, why unbidden to mine eyes,
Should foolish teardrops thronging rise
Why should I weep? Why should I weep?
Dear love, thy kiss falls on my mouth,
Thine arms hold me again;
I drink thy looks, as earth in drouth
Drinks drops of welcone rain;
Once more, upon thine ardent breast,
My glowing cheeks are hidden pressed,
And yet I weep, and yet I weep.
When thou art gone, and I am lone,
Bereft of life in thee,
When all this joy which we have known
Lost in the the past shall be;
Then, when undone by sorrow's ache,
In death my heart shall refuge take;
I shall not weep, I shall not weep.