When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
 

The dew of the morning
Sank chill on my brow
- It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
 

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me
- Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
- Long, long shall I rue thee
Too deeply to tell.
 

In secret we met
- In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
 
  - With silence and tears.
 
  George Gordon, Lord Byron



 
 
 

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