Monday, November 19, 2007

When We Two Parted...

George Gordon, Lord Byron.
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
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
Sunk 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 shrudder comes o'er me
Why wert thou so dear?

They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well
Long, long I shall 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.


Lena. said...

Μ'ΕΝΑ ΡΥΘΜΟ ΜΕΛΑΓΧΟΛΙΑΣ,απαντά η κυρία Κέντρου-Αγαθοπούλου:

"Δεν λιμνάζουν,Τα όνειρα,Το πάθος,και ο Πόθος...όσο και να πηγαίνεις εδώ κι εκεί,δε φτάνεις παρά μόνο μέσα στην καρδιά μου.."

Υ.Γ:Φένια,φαντάσου να μας πιάσει η άνοιξη...

Leigh-Cheri said...

...Κάτσε να τα βγάλουμε πέρα με τον χειμώνα πρώτα... :-)