William Butler Yeats
O Do Not Love Too Long
Sweetheart, do not love too long:
I loved long and long
And grew to be out of fashion
Like an old song
All through the years of our youth
Neither could have known
Their own thought from the other's
We were so much at one
But O, in a minute he changed -
O do not love too long
Or you will grow out of fashion
Like an old song