AD DOMNULAM SUAM

By Ernest Christopher Dowson

Little lady of my heart!

Just a little longer,

Love me: we will pass and part,

Ere this love grow stronger.

I have loved thee, Child! too well,

To do aught but leave thee:

Nay! my lips should never tell

Any tale, to grieve thee.

Little lady of my heart!

Just a little longer,

I may love thee: we will part,

Ere my love grow stronger.

Soon thou leavest fairy-land;

Darker grow thy tresses:

Soon no more of hand in hand;

Soon no more caresses!

Little lady of my heart!

Just a little longer,

Be a child: then, we will part,

Ere this love grow stronger.