Edenian - The Departed

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 over me Why wert you 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. The dew of the morning Sank chill on my brow It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? With silence and tears.