There came that calm and loveless air,
Light Beauty, when its triumph’s nigh,
Will tow’rd its easy victim wear.
No test—no time—no fate had wrought
O’er soul like mine so strong a spell,
As in that moment chilled to naught
Love that did seem unquenchable!
We parted—not as lovers part—
No kind farewell—no fond regret
Was uttered then from either heart—