When He Who Adores Thee |
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; |