I trust the happy hour will come,
That shall to peace thy breast restore;
And that we two, beloved friend,
Shall one day meet to part no more.
It grieves me most, that parting thus,
All my soul feels I dare not speak;
And when I turn me from thy sight,
The tears in silence wet my cheek.
Yet I look forward to the time,
That shall each wound of sorrow heal;
When I may press thee to my heart,
And tell thee all that now I feel.
Stanzas For Music
William Lisle Bowles
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Poem topics: feel, friend, happy, heart, peace, silence, sorrow, time, trust, soul, speak, restore, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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