The Poems of William Watson

Song

Lightly we met in the morn,
  Lightly we parted at eve.
There was never a thought of the thorn
  The rose of a day might leave.

Fate’s finger we did not perceive,
  So lightly we met in the morn!
So lightly we parted at eve
  We knew not that Love was born.

I rose on the morrow forlorn,
  To pine and remember and grieve.
Too lightly we met in the morn!
  Too lightly we parted at eve!