What's done is done, what's true is true,
and what I've done, I've done for you.
The time is now, and I must go;
my part's played out within life's show.
So pray a prayer, when you can,
and though I was a sinful man,
remember how I loved you so.
Never forget that, my sweet doe.
Tis good to die, this most sweet bliss,
this death I die for my sweet miss.
For centuries I did this rue
'til love, true love, my love, I knew.
You know what schemes I first began;
your tenderness has changed my plan.
My Plan Has Changed
Tale Told 