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AND WILT THOU WEEP WHEN I AM LOW ?

By
Lord Byron
August 12, 1808 ( First published 1809 )


NOTE:   This poem may be about Miss Cameron.   She resided with Byron at his Brompton resident and went with him  to Brighton.  Byron had written a letter  on July 20, 1808, ". . . I have parted with Miss Cameron, & I beg she may have her Clothes & the trunk containing them . . ."


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And wilt thou weep when I am low?

Sweet lady !   speak those words again;

Yet if they grieve thee, say not so ---

I would not give that bosom pain.
 

My heart is sad, my hopes are gone,

My blood runs coldly through my breast;

And when I perish, thou alone

Wilt sigh above my place of rest.
 

And yet, methinks, a gleam of peace

Doth through my cloud of anguish shine:

And for a while my sorrows cease,

To know thy heart hath felt for mine.
 

O lady !    blessèd be that tear ---

It falls for one who cannot weep;

Such precious drops are double dear

To those whose eyes no tear may steep.
 

Sweet lady !    once my heart was warm

With every feeling soft as thine;

But Beauty's self hath ceased to charm

A wretch created to repine.
 

Yet wilt thou weep when I am low?

Sweet lady !    speak those words again:

Yet if they grieve thee, say not so ---

I would not give that bosom pain.
 

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