God knows that I love you, I love you, and yet br He knows, too, I'm weary, Lynette, O Lynette! br He gave me the love-feeling, the tired feeling, too; br Will He take them together, and part me from you? br Could I sleep for a hundred sun-seasons, and then br Wake ... would you be waiting to kiss me again? br To live still and love you, life-weary ...