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 /> Sunk 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 to mine ear; <br />A shrudder comes o'er me-- <br /> Why wert thou so dear? <br />They know not I knew thee, <br /> Who knew thee so well-- <br />Long, long I shall 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-2/
