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[Ah, when remembrance brings to mind]
Ah, when remembrance brings to mind
The youth as brave as he was kind,
Love, hope, and joy alternate start,
And wake a transport in my heart.
Oh, the bitterness of mind,
To be loved and left behind.
The youth as brave as he was kind,
Love, hope, and joy alternate start,
And wake a transport in my heart.
Oh, the bitterness of mind,
To be loved and left behind.
And when he bade the sad adieu,
He said, “My love, I'll go with you!”
“I'll go with you!” my heart replied,
But on my tongue the answer died.
Oh, the bitterness of, &c.
He said, “My love, I'll go with you!”
“I'll go with you!” my heart replied,
But on my tongue the answer died.
Oh, the bitterness of, &c.
The kiss he gave ... the look so kind,
He cast when leaving me behind,
I'll ne'er forget ... oh grief may kill,
Brave youth! but I shall love thee still.
Oh, the bitterness, &c.
He cast when leaving me behind,
I'll ne'er forget ... oh grief may kill,
Brave youth! but I shall love thee still.
Oh, the bitterness, &c.
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