Love Came Back At Fall O' Dew

By Lizette Woodworth Reese

Love came back at fall o' dew,

Playing his old part;

But I had a word or two

That would break his heart.

"He who comes at candlelight,

That should come before,

Must betake him to the night

From a barred door."

This the word that made us part

In the fall o' dew;

This the word that brake his heart --

Yet it brake mine, too.