My hopes have departed forever

My hopes have departed forever,

My vision of true love is o'er;

My heart shall awaken, ah! never;

There's joy for my bosom no more.

The roses that crowned me are blighted,

The garland I cherished is dead,

The faith once confidingly plighted

Is broke, and my loved one has fled.

They saw that my life was decaying,

They knew that my stay would be brief;

And still, though my spirit was straying,

I told not a word of my grief.

No whisper revealed my deceiver

No ear heard me sigh or complain;

My heart still adored still adored its bereaver

And longed but to meet him again.

He came, but another had rifled

His heart of the love once my own,

I grieved, but my anguish was stifled,

And shrank from his cold formal tone.

The is now sinking in billows,

That roll in the far distant west,

But morning will shine through the willows,

And find me forever at rest.