Declining an offer
long awaited nights of bliss
tell me that or tell me this
am I lost or am I found
(in my heart do you abound)
love has sprung up, love has blossomed
in the garden of my bosom
love has come and love has gone
but love has never done me wrong
love still leads me on my way
though I travel not by day
(still she keeps me should I stray)
So, Hate, I say:
"I say thee nay.
