Why leave me                                                    Always at

   pining                                                                         home

              There was a time, I need not name,

                            Since it will ne’er forgotten be,

              When all our feelings were the same

                            As still my soul hath been to thee.

              Though many a grief my heart hath wrung,

                            None, none hath sunk so deep as this –

              To think how all that love hath flown,

                            Transient as every faithless kiss!

              If in that breast so good, so pure,

                            Compassion ever lov’d to dwell,

              Pity the sorrows I endure

                            The cause thou knowest, I need not tell.

                                                                      From your sincere,

                                                                                    Valentine

Hope is my                                                                              Rather die

   solace                                                                                   than change

These lines are verses referred to