As We Feel
How little do we seem to know of fate, and yet
its fickleness amuses all our thoughts the more;
for even though we've not believed such tales of old,
The same hand writes our own without our will and wont.
Reluctant had I been to stay with you, my lord;
And I know more reluctant you had never been.
But fate that seals the hearts sealed this alliance still
‘Twas thus we lost the privilege to choose by will.
Such bitter tears I shed, but what is past is gone;
And as I now reflect, how foolish, vain and wrong
Was I. For your sweet hand has drawn away my faults
Shaping my life anew- by gentle grace ‘tis done.
As now you stand before me, kingly sort of man
I sing my praise to fate that brought you to my side.
If ever must my road from your path sundered be
Know this: I will return in haste for you, my love.
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