Once more, enchanting girl, adieu! <br />I must be gone while yet I may, <br />Oft shall I weep to think of you; <br />But here I will not, cannot stay. <br /> <br />The sweet expression of that face. <br />For ever changing, yet the same, <br />Ah no, I dare not turn to trace. <br />It melts my soul, it fires my frame! <br /> <br />Yet give me, give me, ere I go, <br />One little lock of those so blest, <br />That lend your cheek a warmer glow, <br />And on your white neck love to rest. <br /> <br />-Say, when to kindle soft delight, <br />That hand has chanc'd with mine to meet, <br />How could its thrilling touch excite <br />A sigh so short, and yet so sweet? <br /> <br />O say-but no, it must not be. <br />Adieu! A long, a long adieu! <br />-Yet still, methinks, you frown on me; <br />Or never could I fly from you.<br /><br />Samuel Rogers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-farewell-21/
