By Lord Byron
Submitted by Vishal
Date: 2002 Feb 22
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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 it's 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.