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Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||
LIX. THEY TELL ME I WAS FALSE TO THEE.
They tell me I was false to thee,
But they are false who say it;
The vow I made was pure and free,
And time shall ne'er betray it.
But they are false who say it;
The vow I made was pure and free,
And time shall ne'er betray it.
I laid my heart on virtue's shrine,
I loved truth, honour, kindness;
I love them still, I thought them thine,
Too soon I wept my blindness.
I loved truth, honour, kindness;
I love them still, I thought them thine,
Too soon I wept my blindness.
'Tis thou wert false to them and me:
My worship still I cherish;
My love, still true, has turn'd from thee,
To find them or to perish.
My worship still I cherish;
My love, still true, has turn'd from thee,
To find them or to perish.
Poems by Frances Sargent Osgood | ||