Dear Heart, Why will you use me so? Dear eyes that gently meet upbraid, Still are you beautiful? But oh, how your beauty is raimented Through the clear mirror of your eyes, Through the soft sigh of kiss to kiss, Desolate winds assail with cries, The shadowy garden where love bleeds, And soon shall love dissolve it be, When over us the wild winds blow, But you, dear love, too dear to know, To me, alas, why will you use me so? Dear eyes that gently meet upbraid, Still are you beautiful? But oh, how your beauty is raimented Through the clear mirror of your eyes, Through the soft sigh of kiss to kiss, Desolate winds assail with cries, The shadowy garden where love bleeds, And soon shall love dissolve it be, When over us the wild winds blow, But you, dear love, too dear to know, To me, alas, why will you use me so? © transcript Emily Beynon