YOU bring your love too late, dear, I have no love to buy it, br I spent my love on worthless toys, at fairs you do not know; br I am a bankrupt trader--dear eyes, do not deny it, br I could have bought your love, dear, but that was long ago. br br My soul has left me widowed, my heart has made me orphan, br Leave me--all good things, dear, have left me--leave me too! br For here is ice no tears of yours, no smiles of yours can soften: br Leave me, leave me, leave me, I have no love for you! br br I have no flowers to give you, they grow not in my garden; br I have no songs to sing you, my songs have all been sung; br I have no hope of heaven, no faith in any pardon, br I might have loved you once, dear, when I was good and young. br br I will not steal, nor cheat you; take back the heart you lent me. br O God, whom I have outraged, now teach me how to pray, br That love come never again so near me to torment me, br Lest I be found less faithful than, by Thy grace, to-day.