Farewell

"Farewell." Ah! frown not thus--nor turn from me, I must not--dare not--look on thee; Too well thou know'st how dear thou art, 'Tis hard but yet 'tis best to part: I wish thee not to share my grief, It seeks, it hopes, for no relief. "Farewell." Come give thy hand, what though we part, Thy name is fixed, within my heart; I shall not change, nor break the vow I made before and plight thee now; For since thou may'st not live for me, 'Tis sweeter far to die for thee. "Farewell" Thoult think of me when I am gone None shall undo, what I have done; Yet even thy love I would resign To save thee from remorse like mine; Thy tears shall fall upon my grave: They still may bless--they cannot save.