as you required, I will do
I sit beneath this tree for you
neither victim of society
or standard for false piety
my sweet though I know not your name
I remain for you


desire, wonder, merriment
mankind's heart perhaps is spent
diluted maybe from over ease
you and I apart from these
I have not loved since life was fair
go to the tree. wait for me there

and I will prove to you
what someone changed can do