Go, forget me! why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling? Go, forget me, and to-morrow

Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light, ne'er seen before, As fancy never could have drawn, And never can restore.

If I had thought thou couldst have died, I might not weep for thee; But I forgot, when by thy side, That thou couldst mortal be.

Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his g…

Tell him I lingered alone on the shore, Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet nevermore; The night-wind blew cold on my desolate heart But colder those wild word…

You bid me burn your letters. But I must forget you first.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, Your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm, Yes many loved before us, I know that we are not ne…