I Saw A Light On Yester-Night A Low Light On The Misty Lea; The Stars Were Dim And Silence Grim Sat Brooding On The Sullen Sea. From Out The Silence Came A Voice A Voice That Thrilled Me Through And Through, And Said, "Alas, Is This Your Choice? For He Is False And I Was True." And In My Ears The Passing Years Will Sadly Whisper Words Of Rue: Forget And Yet Can I Forget That One Was False And One Was True?