The Goldfinch (1817)/The Parting Tear

by Anonymous

The Parting Tear.

My Mary dear, that parting tear,
Which softly dims thy tell-tale e'e,
Betrays a heart that feels the smart,
Of love's enchanting misery.
But dinna fear, that parting tear,
A gem of purest ray shall prove,
That gem I'll wear, I'll keep it here,
To mind me o' thy faithfu' love.

Fain would I dry my tearful eye,
And still the sigh that heaves my breast,
But ah! I fear, some danger near,
To rob my bosom of its rest.

But wherefore fear some danger near,
Thy truth is all that love can give,
Then welcome all that can befal,
For thee I'd die, for thee I'll live.

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