The Blue Ey’d Maid, To Mary (1827) (91/85) -- The Renewable Anthology of Early America...

The Blue Ey’d Maid, To Mary (1827) THE BLUE EY’D MAID To Mary By James M. Nack Forget me not, my blue-ey’d maid, When fate our parting shall decree; My love can never be repaid, But still — O still, remember me! Though when I to thy mind appear, Thou wilt not in me view pourtray’d The image to thy bosom dear, Forget me not, my blue-ey’d maid ! If on the monumental stone The name of one thou chance to see Whose heart was thine–and thine alone — O! then, my love, remember me! Thine image, in my heart enshrin’d, In death’s embrace alone shall fade: When I am in his arms reclin’d Forget me not, my blue-ey’d maid! When I have met the fate, to brave Which now I would not shrink for thee, If thou shah tread upon my grave, My darling girl! remember me As one that were supremely blest His life before thee to have laid, Could that have won his last request. Forget me not, my blue ey’d maid!