Go, forget me—why should sorrow
O’er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me—and to-morrow
Brightly smile and sweetly sing.
Smile—though I shall not be near thee;
Sing—though I shall never hear thee;
May thy soul with pleasure shine
Lasting as the gloom of mine!
Go, forget me, etc.
Like the Sun, thy presence glowing
Clothes the meanest things in light;
And when thou, like him, art going.
Loveliest objects fade in night.
All things looked so bright about thee,
That they nothing seem without thee;
By that pure and lucid mind
Earthly things were too refined.
Like the Sun, etc.
Go, thou vision wildly gleaming,
Softly on my soul that fell;
Go, for me no longer beaming—
Hope and Beauty! fare ye well!
Go, and all that once delighted
Take, and leave me all benighted :
Glory’s burning—generous swell,
Fancy and the Poet’s shell.
Go, thou vision, etc.