Music: Igor Stravinsky
Love, too frequently betrayed
for some plausible desire
or the world's enchanted fire.
Still, thy traitor,
in his sleep renews the vow
he did not keep.
Weeping, he kneels before
thy wounded shade.
Love, my sorrow and my shame,
though thou daily be forgot,
Goddess, oh forget me not.
Lest I perish, oh be nigh,
in my darkest hour
that l, dying, may call upon
thy sacred name.