Poems (Edwards)/I Love Thee Yet

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I LOVE THEE YET.
Though change has passed upon thy heart,
 And all thy early truth is gone,
Believe me, I will love thee still,
 As fond as I have ever done;
Though weeks and months have passed away,
 Since I thy look of coldness met,
And though we parted coolly then,
 I love, I prize thee; fondly yet.

I never thought, I never dreamed,
 That time could change such love as thine,
Alas! how weak was I to weigh
 Another's truth and love by mine;
I look upon the sunny hours
 I spent with thee, and no regret
Comes o'er my spirit, for my heart
 Still loves thee deeply,—fondly yet.

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O! mine is not a heart to cast
 Affection's holy trust away,
When once it loves it still remains
 Unaltered to life's latest day;
When I survey the broken ties
 Of friendship, tears my eyelids wet,
And though thy heart is changed—alas!
 I love thee, prize thee fondly yet.

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