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."