Hemans Miscellaneous Poetry 6/Look on me thus no more

by Felicia Hemans

Poems of Felicia Hemans, 1872 edition, page 563

LOOK ON ME THUS NO MORE.

It is thy pity makes me weep,
    My soul was strong before;
Silent, yet strong its griefs to keep
    From vainly gushing o'er.
Turn from me, turn those gentle eyes!
In this fond gaze my spirit dies:
        Look on me thus no more!

Too late that softness comes to bless,
    My heart's glad life is o'er;
It will but break with tenderness,
    Which cannot now restore!
The lyre-strings have been jarr'd too long,
Winter hath touch'd the source of song!
        Look on me thus no more!

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