Analysis of O, My Love

I know now you don't count my love
because you have many suitors.
I know now you don't want my companion
because most of the time you are seized with others.

Now you have many admirers,
admiring your quality,
Your every gait of walk
appeals your superiority.

Now if you shed tears,
you do find many kindred spirits,
moping their cheeks with hankies,
very often they do applause your merits.

But one day will come
when your intelligence will be blunt.
Your beauty will be faded out of age
if then everybody will turn face,
still I'll cast at you with hopeful gaze.