Oh, No! We Never Mention Her

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Oh, no! we never mention her, her name is never heard; My lips are now forbid to speak that once familiar word: From sport to sport they hurry me, to banish my regret; And when they win a smile from me, they think that I forget. They bid me seek in change of scene the charms that others see; But were I in a foreign land, they'd find no change in me. 'Tis true that I behold no more the valley wherе we met, I do not see the hawthorn-tree; but how can I forgеt? For oh! there are so many things recall the past to me,— The breeze upon the sunny hills, the billows of the sea; The rosy tint that decks the sky before the sun is set;— Ay, every leaf I look upon forbids me to forget. They tell me she is happy now, the gayest of the gay; They hint that she forgets me too,—I heed not what they say: Perhaps like me she struggles with each feeling of regret; But if she loves as I have loved, she never can forget.