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Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems

by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes

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FLY AWAY SORROW!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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FLY AWAY SORROW!

I

What can mean this regal gift,
And what can be the donor's drift?
These silken folds so lightly fall,
And jewels rare
To deck my hair,
To-night I'll wear them at the ball.
Tra, la, la, tra, la, la,
Oh! it is beautiful;
Fly away sorrow,
Why it was sent me,
We'll find out to-morrow;
To-night I will wear it,
Oh! fly away sorrow.

II

It may be a bridal dress,
And that is startling I confess.
In wedding robes I'll not appear,
Till (entre nous,)
They tell me who
Will act the part of bridegroom here.
Tra, la, la, &c.
Oh! it is beautiful, &c.