One Dear Smile
Thomas Moore
1779 to 1852
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Couldst thou look as dear as when
First sighed for thee;
Couldst thou make me feel again
wish I breathed thee then,
Oh, how blissful would be!
Hopes that now beguiling leave me,
that lie in slumber cold—
All would wake, couldst but give me
One dear smile like those old.
No—there's nothing left us now,
But to the past;
Vain was every ardent vow—
Never yet Heaven allow
Love so warm, so wild, to last.
Not even hope could now deceive me—
Life looks dark and cold;
Oh, thou never more canst me
One dear smile like those of old