O weep not, love! each tear that springs <br /> In those dear eyes of thine, <br />To me a keener suffering brings <br /> Than if they flowed from mine. <br />And do not droop! however drear <br /> The fate awaiting thee. <br />For my sake, combat pain and care, <br /> And cherish life for me! <br /> <br />I do not fear thy love will fail, <br /> Thy faith is true I know; <br />But O! my love! thy strength is frail <br /> For such a life of woe. <br /> <br />Were't not for this, I well could trace <br /> (Though banished long from thee) <br />Life's rugged path, and boldly face <br /> The storms that threaten me. <br /> <br />Fear not for me - I've steeled my mind <br /> Sorrow and strife to greet, <br />Joy with my love I leave behind, <br /> Care with my friends I meet. <br /> <br />A mother's sad reproachful eye, <br /> A father's scowling brow - <br />But he may frown, and she may sigh; <br /> I will not break my vow! <br /> <br />I love my mother, I revere <br /> My sire, but doubt not me. <br />Believe that Death alone can tear <br /> This faithful heart from thee. <br /> <br />Zerona<br /><br />Anne Brontë<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/parting-address-from-z-z-to-a-e/
