midnight
Nay , be not deceived , I loved you once , but that love you killed in its youth and beauty leaving me to stand and weep alone over its grave . I came to-night , not to kiss you , and to forgive you as you entreat , but to tell that you I have wed another . '' The pitiless voice ceased , and she was alone in the dusky silence ; alone in all the shame and agony and grief of unrequited love and worthless fame . Alone to writhe and groan in despair while the roseate flush of eventide passed into the coldness of midnight . Oh faithless woman , oh , faithless man ! How frail the memory of thy binding vows , thy blissful hours of love ! Are they forgotten ?