To A False Friend

Our hands have met, but not our hearts;

Our hands will never meet again.

Friends, if we have ever been,

Friends we cannot now remain:

I only know I loved you once,

I only know I loved in vain;

Our hands have met, but not our hearts;

Our hands will never meet again!

Then farewell to heart and hand!

I would our hands had never met:

Even the outward form of love Must be resign'd with some regret.

Friends, we still might seem to be,

If I my wrong could e'er forget;

Our hands have join'd but not our hearts:

I would our hands had never met!