When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew they cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow- It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is they fame; I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me- Why wert thou 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. ~Lord Byron | 
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