Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||
XXIII. GO! LET ME PRAY.
Go! let me pray, pray to forget thee!
Wo worth the day, dear one, I met thee!
Ever till then, careless and free, love,
Never again, thus shall I be, love.
Wo worth the day, dear one, I met thee!
Ever till then, careless and free, love,
Never again, thus shall I be, love.
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Calm in my soul, love had been dreaming,
Veil'd visions stole, light round him gleaming;
One smile alone o'er his rest glancing,
One only tone, low and entrancing.
Veil'd visions stole, light round him gleaming;
One smile alone o'er his rest glancing,
One only tone, low and entrancing.
Soft, through that sleep, thine the voice breaking,
Long shall I weep, weep his awaking,
Weep for the day when first I met thee,
Then let me pray, pray to forget thee!
Long shall I weep, weep his awaking,
Weep for the day when first I met thee,
Then let me pray, pray to forget thee!
Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||