For you, I could forget the gay br Delirium of merriment, br And let my laughter die away br In endless silence of content. br I could forget, for your dear sake, br The utter emptiness and ache br Of every loss I ever knew.-- br What could I not forget for you? br br I could forget the just deserts br Of mine own sins, and so erase br The tear that burns, the smile that hurts, br And all that mars or masks my face. br For your fair sake I could forget br The bonds of life that chafe and fret, br Nor care if death were false or true.