 | The poetical works of the late Thomas Little [i.e. Thomas Moore] |  |
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[Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee]
Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee;
Time shall only teach my heart,
Fonder, warmer to regret thee,
Lovely, gentle as thou art!—
Farewell Bessy!
Time shall only teach my heart,
Fonder, warmer to regret thee,
Lovely, gentle as thou art!—
Farewell Bessy!
Yet, oh! yet again we'll meet, love,
And repose our hearts at last:
Oh! sure 'twill then be sweet, love,
Calm to think on sorrows past.—
Farewell Bessy!
And repose our hearts at last:
Oh! sure 'twill then be sweet, love,
Calm to think on sorrows past.—
Farewell Bessy!
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Yes, my girl, the distant blessing
Mayn't be always sought in vain;
And the moment of possessing—
Will't not, love, repay our pain?—
Farewell Bessy!
Mayn't be always sought in vain;
And the moment of possessing—
Will't not, love, repay our pain?—
Farewell Bessy!
Still I feel my heart is breaking,
When I think I stray from thee,
Round the world that quiet seeking,
Which I fear is not for me!—
Farewell Bessy!
When I think I stray from thee,
Round the world that quiet seeking,
Which I fear is not for me!—
Farewell Bessy!
Calm to peace thy lover's bosom—
Can it, dearest! must it be?
Thou within an hour shalt lose him,
He for ever loses thee!—
Farewell Bessy!
Can it, dearest! must it be?
Thou within an hour shalt lose him,
He for ever loses thee!—
Farewell Bessy!
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