Catherine Maria Fanshawe


When We Last Parted

When we last parted, thou wert young and fair,
How beautiful let fond rememberance say!
Alas! since then old time has stolen away
Full thirty years, leaving my temples bare.-
So has it perished like a thing of air,
The dream of love and youth!-now both are grey
Yet still remembering that delightful day,
Though time with his cold touch has blanched my hair,
Though I may have suffered many years of pain
Since then, though I did never think to live
To hear that voice or see those eyes again,
I can sad but cordial greeting give,
And for thy welfare breathe a warm prayer-
As when I loved thee young and fair.


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