OH the tear is in my eye, and my heart it is breaking, Thou hast fled from me, Connor, and left me forsaken; Bright and warm was our morning, but soon has it faded, For I gave thee a true heart, and thou hast betrayed it. Thy footsteps I followed in darkness and danger, From the home of my love to the land of the stranger; Thou wert mine through the tempest, the blight, and the burning; Could I think thou wouldst change when the morn was returning. Yet peace to thy heart, though from mine it must sever, May she love thee as I loved, alone and for ever; I may weep for thy loss, but my faith is unshaken, And the heart thou hast widowed will bless thee in breaking. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER by THOMAS CAMPBELL ANTHEM FOR DOOMED YOUTH by WILFRED OWEN THE OLD HOKUM BUNCOMBE by ROBERT EMMET SHERWOOD LONDON SURVEYED AND ILLUSTRATED by JOHANNEM ADAMUS APRIL - AND DYING by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH |