When fairer faces turn from me,
And gayer friends grow cold,
And I have lost through poverty
The friendship bought with gold;
When I have served the selfish turn
Of some all-worldly few,
And Folly-s lamps have ceased to burn,
Then I-ll come back to you.
When my admirers find I-m not
The rising star they thought,
And praise or blame is all forgot
My early promise brought;
When brighter rivals lead a host
Where once I led a few,
And kinder times reward their boast,
Then I-ll come back to you.
You loved me, not for what I had
Or what I might have been,
You saw the good, but not the bad,
Was kind, for that between.
I know that you-ll forgive again-
That you will judge me true;
I-ll be too tired to explain
When I come back to you.
The Way Of The World
Henry Lawson
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