Since we're apart, since we're apart,
The weariness and lonely smart
Are growing greatly round my heart;
Upon my pillow, ere I sleep,
The full of my two shoes I weep,
And like a ghost all day I creep.

'Tis what you said you'd never change
Or with another ever range,
Now ev'n the Church is cold and strange.
There side by side our seats we took,
There side by side we held one book;
But with another now you look.

And when the service it was o'er,
We'd walk the meadow's flow'ry floor,
As we shall walk and walk no more.
For while beneath the starry glow
Ye two sit laughing light and low,
A shade among the shades I go.