I ask my heart, "Do I love thee?" br But how can I e'er forget br The feelings of joy and rapture br That thrilled me when first we met? br The memory of each glad meeting br Is treasured within my heart, br Which has well-nigh ceased its beating, br Since, in sorrow, we had to part. br br Each night, as I seek my pillow, br I murmur a prayer for thee, br I breathe thy name, as the sunbeams br Flash red on the eastern sea. br Thy spirit is still the beacon br That guides me 'mid care and strife, br And there 'twill remain for ever, br My darling, my love, my life.br br Thomas E.