DISAPPOINTED LOVE.
Reading edition
BY W. S. GAFFNEY.
OH! scorn him not—the noble soul Whose happy dreams have sped: Whose cherished hopes of blissful love Have ever, ever fled! For, oh! 'tis hard at best to bear Misfortunes from above; But deathlike to the manly heart Is cruel, shipwrecked love! Oh! scorn him not—but gently strive To soothe his troubled breast; For man's vocation here on earth Is wearisome at best: Then metre out true sympathy— Pour oil upon the smart— And, smiling angels, oh! beware To crush a manly heart!