Oh, weep not, love!
each tear that springs
In those dear eyes of thine,
To me a keener suffering
brings
Than if they flowed from
mine.
And do not droop! however
drear
The fate awaiting thee;
For MY sake combat pain
and care,
And cherish life for me!
I do not fear thy love will
fail;
Thy faith is true, I know;
But, oh, my love! thy strength
is frail
For such a life of woe.
Were 't not for this, I well
could trace
(Though banished long from
thee)
Life's rugged path, and
boldly face
The storms that threaten
me.
Fear not for me--I've steeled
my mind
Sorrow and strife to greet;
Joy with my love I leave
behind,
Care with my friends I meet.
A mother's sad reproachful
eye,
A father's scowling brow--
But he may frown and she
may sigh:
I will not break my vow!
I love my mother, I revere
My sire, but fear not me--
Believe that Death alone
can tear
This faithful heart from
thee.
