So We'll Go No More A Roving Testo

So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night
Though the heart be still as loving
And the moon be still as bright

For the sword outwears its sheath
And the soul wears out the breast
And the heart must pause to breathe
And love itself have rest
Though the night was made for loving
And the day returns too soon
We will go no more a roving
By the light of the moon