To Caroline

1.

Think'st thou I saw thy beauteous eyes,
⁠Suffus'd in tears, implore to stay;
And heard unmov'd thy plenteous sighs,
⁠Which said far more than words can say?

2.

Though keen the grief thy tears exprest,
⁠When love and hope lay both o'erthrown;
Yet still, my girl, this bleeding breast
⁠Throbb'd, with deep sorrow, as thine own.

3.

But, when our cheeks with anguish glow'd,
⁠When thy sweet lips were join'd to mine;
The tears that from my eyelids flow'd
⁠Were lost in those which fell from thine.

4.

Thou could'st not feel my burning cheek,
⁠Thy gushing tears had quench'd its flame,
And, as thy tongue essay'd to speak,
⁠In sighs alone it breath'd my name.

5.

And yet, my girl, we weep in vain,
⁠In vain our fate in sighs deplore;
Remembrance only can remain,
⁠But that will make us weep the more.

6.

Again, thou best belov'd, adieu!
⁠Ah! if thou canst, o'ercome regret,
Nor let thy mind past joys review,
⁠Our only hope is, to forget!