Few have ever lov'd like me; Oh! I have lov'd thee too sincerely! And few have e'er deceiv'd like thee, Alas! deceived me too severely! Fare thee well, yet think a while On one whose bosom bleeds to doubt thee; Who now would rather trust that smile, And die with thee, than live without thee! Fare thee well, I'll think of thee, Thou leav'st me many a bitter token; My peace is gone, my heart is broken! THOUGH FATE, MY GIRL, MAY BID US PART. THOUGH Fate, my girl, may bid us part, But must we, must we part indeed ? To leave so dear, so fond a lover? Does she too mourn ?-Perhaps she may, If Julia's heart, like mine, is beating? I oft have lov'd the brilliant glow No, no! yet, love, I will not chide, You'll soon be distant from his eye, And with you all that's worth possessing; Oh! then it will be sweet to die, When life has lost its only blessing. DOES THE HARP OF ROSA SLUMBER? DOES the harp of Rosa slumber? Once it breath'd the sweetest number! Never does a wilder song Steal the breezy lyre along, When the wind, in odours dying, Woos it with enamour'd sighing. Does the harp of Rosa cease? Once it told a tale of peace To her lover's throbbing breast- OH WOMAN! IF BY SIMPLE WILE. On woman! if by simple wile Thy soul has stray'd from honour's track, 'Tis mercy only can beguile, By gentle ways, the wanderer back. The stain that on thy virtue lies, Go, go-be innocent, and live The tongues of men may wound thee sore; But heav'n in pity can forgive, And bids thee" go, and sin no more!" WHEN TIME WAS ENTWINING. WHEN Time was entwining the garland of years, And long may this garland be sweet to the eye, Young Love shall enrich it with many a sigh, HAVE YOU NOT SEEN THE TIMID TEAR? HAVE you not seen the timid tear Steal trembling from mine eye ? And can you rend, by doubting still, To you my soul's affections move My life has been a task of love, One long, long thought of you. If all your tender faith is o'er, Alas! I know but one proof more— SWEETEST LOVE! I'LL NOT FORGET THEE. SWEETEST love! I'll not forget thee; Yet, oh! yet again we'll meet, love, Yes, my girl, the distant blessing Still I feel my heart is breaking, Farewell Bessy! |