Yes Leave Me

Yes  leave me !—I can bear it now,
For e'en while those wild words are spoken,
See I am calm, as though thy vow
Of faithfulness, had ne'er been broken.

I do not weep !—fast tears may fall
O'er transient cares, and lighter ill;
But oh! the bitterest griefs of all,
Are nurs'd in tearless anguish still.

E'en in our happiest days I felt
Thy love was but a summer-beam,
Which soon, with quick decline would melt
Away, like some dissolving dream.

I know that round that wand'ring heart
New ties are woven—and thy will
Would rend the ling'ring bond apart,
Which seemingly unites us still.

Well, be it so !—the charm is o'er
Which long hath bound me with its spell;
My thoughts shall never waken more
In tenderness for thee—Farewell!