Songs of Love and Rebellion/Faithless
FAITHLESS
They tell me you are faithless; that you love me now no more;
That love's lodestar shines no longer on the dreamer's temple door;
That my heart misread in reading the illuming of your eye;
My faith in you was lunacy, a fair and fleeting lie.
Often, dear, and often, as I sit here, all alone,
In the mystic midnight dreaming of the glory I have known,
I have heard their sneering whispers, but I would not turn from you,
Though my inmost spirit trembled lest their lying words were true.
All alone my soul has wandered, when the storm clouds hid the blue,
Through the tumult and the darkness, in its search for life and you:
I have longed for all the beauty of the unforgotten day,
And the kiss of death were sweeter than that we must part for aye.
Better far the roses vying with the lilies o'er my tomb,
Should forever hide my being in the dust's insentient gloom,
Than to waken to the knowledge that- the world had spoken true,
And my soul had worshiped falseness when it bowed itself to you.