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Dearest! if we had never met
Happier, perchance, had been my fate,
Maybe the tear-drops would have wet
My cheek less often than of late.
Happier, perchance, had been my fate,
Maybe the tear-drops would have wet
My cheek less often than of late.
My face would not have look'd a lie
To hide the thoughts I dared not speak;
Unsigh'd had been these sighs I sigh,
Unblush'd these blushes on my cheek.
To hide the thoughts I dared not speak;
Unsigh'd had been these sighs I sigh,
Unblush'd these blushes on my cheek.
Perchance my smile had been sincere,
And life had seem'd an easy task,
Ere Love had tempted me to wear
This guilty ever-galling mask.
And life had seem'd an easy task,
Ere Love had tempted me to wear
This guilty ever-galling mask.
This might have been, but 'tis not so,
Ah, happier far if it had been!
The fatal shaft has left the bow
And hit a target unforeseen!
Ah, happier far if it had been!
The fatal shaft has left the bow
And hit a target unforeseen!
It is not so! And had it been?
Alas, had I to live again
I would not sacrifice my love
To save my soul an endless pain.
Alas, had I to live again
I would not sacrifice my love
To save my soul an endless pain.
I would not sacrifice for this
That darken'd light's last ling'ring beams,
Or lose the memory of a kiss
Which now I only feel in dreams.
That darken'd light's last ling'ring beams,
Or lose the memory of a kiss
Which now I only feel in dreams.
And tho' this music of the Past
May echo thro' succeeding years,
Till smiles may learn to spring at last
Out of the memory of tears.
May echo thro' succeeding years,
Till smiles may learn to spring at last
Out of the memory of tears.
Yet would I die, if near thy heart
I could but breathe my last fond vow,
And kiss away on thy dear lips
The life I do not value now!
I could but breathe my last fond vow,
And kiss away on thy dear lips
The life I do not value now!
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