Thomas Moore, 1808, from Irish Melodies, vol. 1
When he, who adores thee, has left but the name|
Of his fault and his sorrows behind,
Oh! say wilt thou weep, when they darken the fame
Of a life that for thee was resign'd?
Yes, weep, and however my foes may condemn,
Thy tears shall efface their decree;
For Heaven can witness, though guilty to them,
I have been but too faithful to thee.
2. With thee were the dreams of my earliest love;
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