I seek no more to bridge the gulf that lies br Betwixt our separate ways; br For vainly my heart prays, br Hope droops her head and dies; br I see the sad, tired answer in your eyes. br br I did not heed, and yet the stars were clear; br Dreaming that love could mate br Lives grown so separate;-- br But at the best, my dear, br I see we should not have been very near. br br I knew the end before the end was nigh: br The stars have grown so plain; br Vainly I sigh, in vain br For things that come to some, br But unto you and me will never come.