O! Love,love go away
Her smile may rouse a heart-desolate,cold,
Her hair may flow like a cascade,serene
But O! Love, love go away unsold
For life is brief and plenty unseen.
Her eyes may hypnotize and possess one’s soul,
Her form may awaken all passions, carnal
But O! Love,love go away whole
For your stay is brief and the pain eternal.
Yet O! Love, you forlorn impostor,
Marred my soul, corrupted my heart,
And slowly now doth my heart foster
These diabolical feelings which all anarchy start.
I see now a grave, old, hear its sobbing remains utter:-
“Here lies one whose name was writ on water.”