Could I Forget.
- Could I forget the lover's vows she swore,
The lips that whispered sweet things o'er
and o'er,
The true deep eyes, twin heavens
wherein were set
Fair starry signs of joys that should be
yet,
I might, I sometimes think, be glad once
more.
There might be lover's vows like those of
yore,
And other lips to whisper as before,
And deep true eyes, wherein to drown
regret,
Could I forget.
But when, ah me! I think what love she
bore,
What ultimate word she breathed e'en
from the shore
Where stood the Angel, his wings with
Lethe wet,
What heaven was opened when our swift
eyes met,
I know I must be wretched evermore
Could I forget.
___Arthur Graves Canfield
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