Love came back at fall o' dew, 
Playing his old part; 
But I had a word or two 
That would break his heart. 

"He who comes at candlelight, 
That should come before, 
Must betake him to the night 
From a barred door." 

This the word that made us part 
In the fall o' dew; 
This the word that brake his heart -- 
Yet it brake mine, too.