He bade me "Be happy," he whisper'd "Forget me;" He vow'd my affection was cherish'd in vain. "Be happy!" "Forget me!" I would, if he'd let me -- Why will he keep coming to say so again? He came -- it was not the first time, by a dozen -- To take, as he said, "an eternal adieu;" He went, and, for comfort, I turn'd to -- my cousin, When back stalk'd the torment his vows to renew. "You must love me no longer!" he said but this morning. "I love you no longer!" I meekly replied. "Is this my reward?" he cried; "falsehood and scorning From her who was ever my idol, my pride!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUSSEX DRINKING SONG by HILAIRE BELLOC THE BIRDS OF VIETNAM by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE LIFE SO SHORT by EAMON GRENNAN REPULSE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN A SWEDISH GRAVEYARD by EMMA LAZARUS MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS |