Pain must come 'fore true love first enchaneth
When air is full of measured breath
And vows are made that suit the world not you
Call me when the first blush fades into the night
I'll see you in the naked dawn once more
For hollowed ground and sacred sites
In old age lose their illustrious lure
So call for most hastily my dear
We'll leave the future visions to the rest
Tomorrow comes with doubt and pain and fear
But today we'll have love that's heaven blest
And work the trouble out in the end
First and foremost be my friend
Else all be lost for love is not love true
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