Since I loved you for a day — Ah, a day, the fleetest —
Since I sighed and rode away when our love was sweetest,
So shall you remember me, now that youth is over,
Fairly, of your courtesy, as your fondest lover.
Since I turned and said good-bye when my heart was truest,
Since we parted, you and I, when our joy was newest,
Love might never turn to doubt and from doubt to scorning.
We but lived his sweetness out twixt a night and morning.
So shall you remember me, eager in pursuing,
Faithful as a man must be in his time o’ wooing.
Greater loves but stay and pine so, now youth is over,
Smiling shall you think of mine — mine, your fondest lover.