Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

Where flows the fountain silently,

It blooms a lovely flower,

Blue as the beauty of the sky,
And speaks like kind fidelity,

Through fortune's sun and shower -

'Tis like thy starry eyes, more bright

Than evening's proudest star,

Like painting's own halo light
It seems to smile upon thy sight,

And says to thee from far -

When by the lonely fount we meet,

And weep so soon to part,

That flower springs up beneath our feet,
And sighs, as if it will'd to greet

A kindred broken heart -

Each dew drop on its morning leaves

Is eloquent as tears,

That whisper, when young passion grieves
For one beloved afar, and weaves

His dream of hopes and fears -

Imitated from the German - By F. G. Halleck

2:37, p. 299

1828.12.19