Poems (Osgood)/To ——— (They tell me I was false to thee)
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TO
They tell me I was false to thee, But they are false who say it; The vow I made was pure and free, And time shall ne'er betray it.
I laid my heart on virtue's shrine, I loved truth, honor, kindness; I love them still, I thought them thine, Too soon I wept my blindness.
'Tis thou wert false to them and me, My worship still I cherish; My love, still true, has turn'd from thee, To find them or to perish.