ROCHESTERnLove!nLove is like a virus we're infected withnYou're so naivenWouldn't it be wonderfulnIf life was just as you perceive?nWomen are inhuman, worthlessnHard and savagenOn the averagenNever to be trustednCompletely maladjusted, it's truenAnd if I'd not loved a fewnI might have been as good as younShe was my flame, my gallic sylphnI was her fool's delightnShe put me in her spell and turned my nRage to trust in just one nightnWith appetites for pleasurenWe would search for buried treasurenIn the excess of temptationnI thought it my salvation, it's truenAnd if I had thought things throughnI might have been as good as younShe found me handsomenMy opera dancernAnd like a fool I believed it was truenI held the world inside my hands, a mannFull in his primenWhen she left me for anothernPierced my heart a second timenNothing lasts forever, she saidnFind the door yourself, dear, won't you?nThink me still your flowernI've treasured every hour, it's truenAnd if I had loved you, toonI might have been as good as you.nI came upon her some time laternThe years had not been very kindnShe has this child, AdelenSaid she was mine, as wellnNothing lasts forever, EdwardnTake good care and, oh yesnWon't you take our lovely daughter?nFor you see, dear, I don't want hernBut I'm still your flowernI'll just bloom elsewherenTell her my soul is in heaven, with GodnMiss Eyre, I tell you thisnBecause I want you to knownThat I, with some lucknWithout shame, without blamenOr the curse of my namenMight have been as good as younn