Author: John Moultrie

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• Colleen Houck (1)
  • IN: Tiger's Voyage (2011) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Forget thee? If to dream by night and muse on thee by day; If all the worship deep and wild a poet's heart can pay; If prayers in absence breathed for thee to Heaven's protecting power; If winged thoughts that flit to thee a thousand in an hour; If busy fancy blending thee with all my future lot-- If this thou call'st forgetting, thou, indeed, shalt be forgot! Forget thee? Bid the forest-birds forget their sweetest tune; Forget thee? Bid the sea forget to swell beneath the moon; Bid the thirst flowers forget to drink the eve's refreshing dew; Thyself forget thine own dear land, and its mountains wild and blue. Forget each old familiar face, each long-remember'd spot-- When these things are forgot by thee, then thou shalt be forgot! Keep, if thou wilt, thy maiden peace, still calm and fancy-free, For God forbid thy gladsome heart should grow less glad for me; Yet, while that heart is still unwon, oh! bid not mine to rove, But let it nurse its humble faith and uncomplaining love; If these, preserved for patient years, at last avail me not-- Forget me then; but ne'er believe that thou canst be forgot!
    FROM: "Forget Thee?", (1825), Poem, UK