And the bloodless cheek and stifled sigh
Betray’d his heart was broken.
He led her to the altar, &c.
Where are now the Hopes I Cherished?
Copied by permission of Firth, Pond & Co., 547 Broadway, publishers of the music.
Where are now the hopes I cherish’d?
Where the joys that once were mine?
Gone forever—all have perish’d,
And the blighter’s hand was thine!