Volume 5 — Original. Regret.

They say she says, "I have no heart." Could she have seen my tears, She'd know I keenly felt the smart That broke the loving tie of years. They say she says, "I have no heart." 'Twere cruel thus to say, When I, to act the firmer part, Keep from her sight away. They say she says, "I have no heart," When sight, with tears grows dim; To think that pride should keep apart Such friends as we have been. They say she says, "I have no heart," For her, to whom my soul had grown So closely—that, even when apart, I felt no joy—because alone. Again she says, "I have no heart," When oft she staid the swelling tear; As those who loved I saw depart, I felt they left a sister here. How can she say, "I have no heart," When night and morn I ask in prayer That we may not be called apart, Till both breathe forth forgiveness here?