… Oh! burning are the drops
That wounded love will shed—like to the dew
Falling from off the poison tree, the blight
Still following the touch ;—ah ! other tears
Soften and bless—but these destroy the heart.


Canto II, XVII - The Fate of Adelaide (1821)


… Oh! burning are the drops That wounded love will shed—like to the dew Falling from off the poison tree, the blight Still following the touch...

… Oh! burning are the drops That wounded love will shed—like to the dew Falling from off the poison tree, the blight Still following the touch...

… Oh! burning are the drops That wounded love will shed—like to the dew Falling from off the poison tree, the blight Still following the touch...

… Oh! burning are the drops That wounded love will shed—like to the dew Falling from off the poison tree, the blight Still following the touch...