Lady when I left you br Ere I sailed the sea, br Bitterly bereft you br Told me you would be. br br Frequently and often br When I fought the foe, br How my heart would soften, br Pitying your woe! br br Still, throughout my yearning, br It was my belief, br That my mere returning br Would annul your grief. br br Arguing ex parte, br Maybe you can tell br Why I find your heart A. br W.O.L.br br Franklin P.