Could I be sure that I should die <br />The moment you had ceased to love me, <br />I would not turn so fearfully <br />From those fond vows with which you move me. <br />Could I be sure, when passion's light <br />Had faded from your eyes away, <br />My own would close in endless night, <br />I would not shun their dangerous ray. <br />'Tis not your tenderness I dread, <br />But that affection's drear decay; <br />Would fate indulgent strike me dead <br />When its first glow of warmth was fled— <br />I'd live and love you till that day.<br /><br />Frances Anne Kemble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-answer-18/
