OH! WHEN IT IS TOO LATE.
I
Oh! when it is too late thou wilt regret me,
In vain thou'lt strive to hate, or to forget me;
Thy love for me, in vain, thou'lt strive to smother,
Yet ne'er wilt thou again so love another.
Ah! when it is too late, thou wilt regret me,
In vain thou'lt strive to hate, or to forget me.
II
Ah! when it is too late, and I'm forsaken,
Affection, once so great, will reawaken,
And then thou wilt renounce the spells around thee,
And sigh for ties that once so fondly bound thee.
Oh! when it is too late, thou'lt regret me,
In vain thou'lt strive to hate, or to forget me.
