O! HAD WE ONLY MET.
O! had we only met,
When life and hope were new,
When love, unmingled with regret,
Lay on our hearts like dew,
I had not heaved a sigh
When wrapt in that sweet trance,
I raised my own and met thine eye,
Returning glance for glance.
When life and hope were new,
When love, unmingled with regret,
Lay on our hearts like dew,
I had not heaved a sigh
When wrapt in that sweet trance,
I raised my own and met thine eye,
Returning glance for glance.
O! do not prize me less
For yielding to the power,
The soft delicious dreaminess.
That filled that twilight hour;
I thought its spells were thine,
Around my spirit wove,
And half forgot it was not mine
To give thee love for love.
For yielding to the power,
The soft delicious dreaminess.
That filled that twilight hour;
I thought its spells were thine,
Around my spirit wove,
And half forgot it was not mine
To give thee love for love.
Love! Did I call it love?
It will not bear the name!
A softer thought our bosoms move,
A tenderer, milder flame!
It will not bear the name!
A softer thought our bosoms move,
A tenderer, milder flame!
