When we two parted,
in silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
to sever for years,
Hail grew
thy cheek
and cold,
colder thy kiss,
Truly
that I foretold,
sorrow to this.
View of the morning,
sunk chill on my brow,
Felt like the warning
of what I feel now,
Thy vows are broken,
and light is thy fame,
I hear thy name spoken,
and share in its shame,
They name thee before me,
Annel to mine ear,
A shudder comes o'er me,
Why wert thou so dear?
Say no, not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well,
Long I shall rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met,
In silence I grieve,
Thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive,
If I should meet thee.
After long years,
How should I greet thee,
With silence and tears?