 | Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 |  |
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I dreamed that thou wert kind and true,
That I alone engrossed thy heart;
I dreamed thy breast no falsehood knew,
That thou wert all—but what thou art.
Now is that lovely vision past,
The spell that bound my heart is breaking;
My dream is o'er—how long shall last
The anguish that I feel in waking!
That I alone engrossed thy heart;
I dreamed thy breast no falsehood knew,
That thou wert all—but what thou art.
Now is that lovely vision past,
The spell that bound my heart is breaking;
My dream is o'er—how long shall last
The anguish that I feel in waking!
Yet who could see thee smile so sweet,
And doubt that smile to be sincere;
Or mark that form, and deem deceit
Could ever find a harbour there!
Farewell, farewell, forget the pain—
If thus to part a pang hath cost thee,
Nor think of him 'midst fashion's train
Who living loved and loving lost thee.
And doubt that smile to be sincere;
Or mark that form, and deem deceit
Could ever find a harbour there!
Farewell, farewell, forget the pain—
If thus to part a pang hath cost thee,
Nor think of him 'midst fashion's train
Who living loved and loving lost thee.
| Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 | |