A broken-hearted song

The gentle breeze, a touch sullen,
The broken-hearted song is sung;
We've traversed so many paths before,
Never so royal, so taken, with fortitude galore;
A formidable man are you and many a maiden,
Will bequeath to you her charms unbidden,
But the friend that you truly seek,
May be you will find in me;
For you may know not but your sorrows I know,
Your wayward smile and your juvenile brow,
But many a maiden will discover what's hid,
But there would never be a friend like I did.