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"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
Sank 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 shudder comes o'er me - Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well: - Long, long shall I 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."

Lord Byron


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