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!
To A False Friend
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