I cannot give to thee the love I gave so long ago, The love that turned and struck me down amid the blinding snow. I can but give a failing heart and weary eyes of pain, A faded mouth that can not smile and may not laugh again Yet keep thine arms around me, love, until I fall asleep, Then leave me, saying no goodbye, lest I might wake, and weep. Elisabeth Siddal (1829-1862)