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When fairer faces turn from me, / And gayer friends grow cold, / And I have lost through poverty / The friendship bought, with gold; / When I have served the selfish turn / Of some all-worldly few, / And Folly's lamps have ceased to burn, / Then I'll come back to you.
When my admirers find I'm not / The rising star they thought, / And praise or blame is all forgot / My early promise brought; / When brighter rivals lead a host / Where once I led a few, / And kinder times reward their boast, / Then I'll come back to you.
You loved me, not for what I had / Or what I might have been. / You saw the good, but not the bad, / Was kind, for that between. / I know that you'll forgive again -- / That you will judge me true; / I'll be too tired to explain / When I come back to you.