I Thought No More Was Needed Youth To Prolong Than Dumb-Bell And Foil To Keep The Body Young. Oh, Who Could Have Foretold That The Heart Grows Old? Though I Have Many Words, What Woman'S Satisfied, I Am No Longer Faint Because At Her Side? Oh, Who Could Have Foretold That The Heart Grows Old? I Have Not Lost Desire But The Heart That I Had, I Thought 'Twould Burn My Body Laid On The Death-Bed. But Who Could Have Foretold That The Heart Grows Old?