Adieu!—'tis past—the dream is over, <br /> And we are friends no more; <br />And now my task shall be to smother <br /> Thoughts prized too well before— <br />That we have ever loved or met, <br />All, but our parting, to forget. <br /> <br /> <br />Thou, the first friend my heart had chosen— <br /> Whose wish, whose hope was mine, <br />Farewell!—the once warm vows are frozen <br /> That lured my fate to thine: <br />Each link of that bright chain is gone <br />That bound our mutual hearts in one. <br /> <br /> <br />I will not blame my soul's believing, <br /> That ne'er thy faults could see; <br />The error was thy own deceiving, <br /> Not mine, who trusted thee: <br />This heart can never learn to fear <br />Deceit in one it holds so dear. <br /> <br /> <br />How could I hear, without relying, <br /> Thy lute's wild melody, <br />Though false as Echo's voice replying <br /> To some lone wand'rer's cry— <br />Unworthy as the scentless flower, <br />Whose beauty is its only dower? <br /> <br /> <br />Of all the moments since our meeting, <br /> When both seem'd fond and true, <br />Now thou art cold as they were fleeting, <br /> Be this my last review: <br />No more—our hearts, our fates must sever, <br />And I erase thy name for ever!<br /><br />Louisa Stuart Costello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-a-false-friend/
