Oh, think of me, my own beloved,
Whatever cares beset thee!
And when thou hast the falsehood proved,
Of those with smiles who met thee--
While o'er the sea, think, love, of me,
Who never can forget thee;
Let memory trace the trysting-place,
Where I with tears regret thee.
Bright as you star, within my mind,
A hand unseen hath set thee;
There hath thine image been enshrined,
Since first, dear love, I met thee;
So in thy breast I fain would rest,
If, haply, fate would let me--
And live or die, so thou wert nigh,
To love or to regret me!
Oh, Think Of Me!
George Pope Morris
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Poem topics: I love you, fate, memory, never, sea, star, dear, place, bright, mind, forget, live, thine, I miss you, regret, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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