Forsaken

O’ why wert thou so beautiful, But not a love so true? Thus now doth reign the darkness From mere the thought of you! Why hath love brought this madness, A death without thy kiss? For thy touch I’ve linger onward, As yearn I do for this! Thou have given love unto me, Then taken love away; Thus I now must weather long A storm of grave dismay! O’ why wert thou so beautiful, Heaven unto mine eye? But now thy heart hath darkened, As yet I know not why! O’ why wert thou once so kindly, As yet the memory teems? Thou wert an angel, nay, a goddess, That occupied my dreams! O’ thou art painfully still so beautiful, Yet I wish thee near, But now thy words have hardened, A curse upon mine ear!