Love's Calendar; or, Eros and Anteros - Part 23
Why should I murmur lest she may forget me?
Why should I grieve to be by her forgot?
Better, then, wish that she had never met me,
Better, oh far, she should remember not!
Yet that sad wish — ah, would it not come o'er her
Knew she the heart on which she now relies?
Strong it is only in beating to adore her —
Faint in the moment her lov'd image flies!
Why should I murmur lest she may forget me?
Would I not rather be remember'd not
Ere have her grieve that she had ever met me?
I only suffer if I am forgot!
Why should I grieve to be by her forgot?
Better, then, wish that she had never met me,
Better, oh far, she should remember not!
Yet that sad wish — ah, would it not come o'er her
Knew she the heart on which she now relies?
Strong it is only in beating to adore her —
Faint in the moment her lov'd image flies!
Why should I murmur lest she may forget me?
Would I not rather be remember'd not
Ere have her grieve that she had ever met me?
I only suffer if I am forgot!
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