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LOVE ON TO THE LAST!
Oh, fly!—but remember,
We can not forget!
They may rob us of rapture,
But not of regret;
They may tear us asunder,
Our hopes may deny,
But love's thought is freest
Of all 'neath the sky!
We can not forget!
They may rob us of rapture,
But not of regret;
They may tear us asunder,
Our hopes may deny,
But love's thought is freest
Of all 'neath the sky!
They call thee a traitor,
And say, when we part,
Thou wilt banish my image
In scorn from thy heart;
But the love in thy bosom
I judge of by mine;
And enough, that my faith is
A sure faith in thine!
And say, when we part,
Thou wilt banish my image
In scorn from thy heart;
But the love in thy bosom
I judge of by mine;
And enough, that my faith is
A sure faith in thine!
And were I to doubt thee,
And thou to deny,
To live on without thee
Were vain—I should die!
But I wrong thee to whisper
A doubt which would blast;
Hear my heart's only pleading—
Love on to the last!
And thou to deny,
To live on without thee
Were vain—I should die!
But I wrong thee to whisper
A doubt which would blast;
Hear my heart's only pleading—
Love on to the last!
I make thee no promise,
I ask not for thine;
Keep thy faith but as fondly
As I shall keep mine!
If like me thou dost cherish
One living regret,
We may part—we may perish,
But never forget!
I ask not for thine;
Keep thy faith but as fondly
As I shall keep mine!
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One living regret,
We may part—we may perish,
But never forget!
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