II + 

Too Late + 

Each on his own strict line we move, + 

And some find death ere they find love. + 

So far apart their lives are thrown + 

From the twin soul which halves their own. + 

And sometimes, by still harder fate, + 

The lovers meet, but meet too late. + 

—Thy heart is mine!⁠—True, true! ah, true! + 

—Then, love, thy hand!⁠—Ah no! adieu! + 