MY love is selfish and unfair,
Her kisses fall so thick and fast,
That while I wait to give my share,
⁠The priceless time is past.

And I have been to blame till now,
⁠For I have let her do her will;
I thought it courteous to allow
⁠My love to take her fill,

Trusting a time would quickly be,
⁠When she would stay and look for mine;
But having borne it patiently,
⁠I will no longer pine.

I'll fold her in my arms to-night,
⁠And justice on her lips I'll wreak:
I'll teach my love to know the right,
⁠And not oppress the meek!