When we two are parted
By Lord Byron
When we two parted In silence and tears,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning Sank chill on my brow It felt like the warning Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well: Long,
long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met In silence I grieve That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee After long years,
How should I greet thee? With silence and tears.