YOU came when hope was sinking fast, And bade me listen and be strong, You told the story of your wrong; With sorrow in my tender heart, And all the love I could impart, In sacred trust I gave to you. Thus in your arms my life was cast, Content that all our days should pass Within the haven of sweet love. But as the fleeting years rolled by, Me-thought a shadow in your eye Disclosed a sadness, a regret. Its meaning you would ne'er unfold, Altho' my soul grew dark with fear, My heart was wrung with woe untold, But I did love and trust in you. Ah me,—I love you dearly still. And when I see those sad, sweet eyes, With unshed tears from grief so fill, My very being aches with pain. My accusations had been vain. With open arms again I plead For memory of all the past, For did you not then come to me When my last hope was sinking fast.
