Time is so brief I fear
In which to have you near
Your work extends you so
And I love you so dear
Our work is all one though
Whichever path we go
A labour without peer
To set the stage aglow
Pursue dramatic art?
Sounds grand – but that’s our part.
Though you cannot see my face
Let this note for now replace
That far from lovely feature...
Sans toi je mors, ma chère, ma chère
Si te me quitte, le monde, c’est rien;
Mon Coeur...
