And could that smile of love deceive?
And could those soothing words betray?
Didst thou for me Hope's garland weave,
To tear the precious gift away?
'Tis true, thy smiles, with gentle art,
Could all my treasur'd sorrow steal;
But then they play'd the traitor's part,
And broke the heart they seem'd to heal!
Thus, while o'er frozen plains of snow,
The wanderer goes, with fainting breath,
Sleep comes, and seems to sooth his woe,
But, ah! that soothing sleep is—death!
I am busy working to bring Amelia Alderson Opie's "And Could That Smile of Love Deceive?" to life through some unique musical arrangements and will have a full analysis of the poem here for you later.
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