Let him attend no more on me,
One I no longer hope to view,
Since he no longer comes to me,
Or writes. I’ve waited nearly two
Years. I’ll seek no suffering new,
It would be mad to grieve, you see,
Since he treats me so carelessly.

I commend him to God, truly,
Who’ll keep him from evil issue,
And guard him from danger, duly,
One I no longer hope to view,
Who I’m trying to forget, too:
And that’s just how it ought to be
Since he treats me so carelessly.

To right the wrong he’s done to me
Can’t be achieved by coins untrue,
Only by Love’s bounden duty,
In those who undertake to choose
Love’s service: and my heart it’s true
Is cheerless, gripped by misery
Since he treats me so carelessly.