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Lord Byron


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When We Two Parted


      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
          Sunk 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.



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