Fear Not That, While Around Thee

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Title:     Fear Not That, While Around Thee
Author: Thomas Moore [More Titles by Moore]

Fear not that, while around thee
Life's varied blessings pour,
One sigh of hers shall wound thee,
Whose smile thou seek'st no more.
No, dead and cold for ever
Let our past love remain;
Once gone, its spirit never
Shall haunt thy rest again.

May the new ties that bind thee
Far sweeter, happier prove,
Nor e'er of me remind thee,
But by their truth and love.
Think how, asleep or waking,
Thy image haunts me yet;
But, how this heart is breaking
For thy own peace forget.

[The end]
Thomas Moore's poem: Fear Not That, While Around Thee

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