When love was not
Love was
When I was loved
Love, never did I know
When once began I to love
Love! Hate did flow
Once love was
I was not. . .
I was not loved
If love enough could now I have
Then shall be when plenty is less
For fear of losing
Rather shall you love
Without losing
Loose shall love be
When winning
Many may merry
But none shall love
O love be kind
To hearts so blind.