I GAVE YOU MY HEART.
I.
I gave you my gold, and how little I thought
In the first days of love, 'twas my gold that you sought.
I will not deny I exulted to see
One praised by too many look kindly on me:
And the wonder you feign'd, when my treasure was told,
Made my poor heart rejoice when I gave you my gold.
Your smile is the wealth that I fain would behold,
For I gave you my heart ere I gave you my gold.
II.
I gave you my gold as I'd give it you now;
They tell me 'tis wasted, I ask you not how.
The pleasures it bought made you wander from me,
Could you now be content, oh! how happy I'd be.
Your smile is the wealth that I fain would behold,
For I gave you my heart ere I gave you my gold: