When we two parted <br />In silence and tears, <br />Half broken-hearted <br />To sever for years, <br />Pale grew thy cheek and cold, <br />Colder thy kiss; <br />Truly that hour foretold <br />Sorrow to this. <br /> <br />The dew of the morning <br />Sank chill on my brow - <br />It felt like the warning <br />Of what I feel now. <br />Thy vows are all broken, <br />And light is thy fame: <br />I hear thy name spoken, <br />And share in its shame. <br /> <br />They name thee before me, <br />A knell in mine ear; <br />A shudder come o'er me - <br />Why wert thou so dear? <br />They know not I knew thee, <br />Who knew thee too well: - <br />Long, long shall I rue thee, <br />Too deeply to tell. <br /> <br />In secret we met - <br />In silence I grieve, <br />That thy heart could forget, <br />Thy spirit deceive. <br />If I should meet thee <br />After long years, <br />How should I greet thee? - <br />With silence and tears.<br /><br />George Gordon Byron<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-we-two-parted/
