Lost Love

Clear, please clear that brow of gloom Grieve stains beauty to ruin a shrine Joy alone should shine and illume With eyes so sparkling bright as thine Leave me you're plaintive sighs As for me no roses will never shine Even as summer blazes in the sky's But it will be winter always in mine So keep; oh keep that pensive smile So faint, so sweet, for me so brief Though it beams, we doubt, the while If it be joy, it beams not for me Keep it, for an others feelings only From me it was gently stole In chastened heavenly tone Let his moonlight be your soul