Hast thou forgotten her to whom
You vowed such vows of truth,
She who was dearest to thy heart
In days of hope and youth?
Dost thou forget the parting prayer
I raised to Heaven for thee,
To guard thee in thy wanderings
In climes beyond the sea?
The vows you breathed-the faith you swore
Too fondly I believed;
Now I must hide my bitter grief,
And mourn my hopes deceived.
But vain my tears-Farewell! Farewell!
Go scorn me if thou wilt;
And though the anguish may be mine,
Remember thine’s the guilt!
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