Did I allure you ? - I only meant to love you,

I only meant to be so dear you could not let me go.

I held you close against my heart, bending down above you,

As mothers brood above their babes, I loved you, loved you so.

'T was passion that moved you, called to you and caught you;

You never felt my tenderness full launched on your desire.

You never knew the friendship and sympathy I brought you.

Ah, Mary pity women when their veins are filled with fire.

And so I have lost you, I who never won you;

You thought me but a siren by your crafty arts beguiled.

1 hate myself and scorn you for the honor I have done you.

I leave you, bitter woman, and I came to you a child.