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ADIEU!
Adieu! my light of life, adieu
To hope and joy, to love and you,
The fatal hour is come at last,
And all my peace is with the past!
Adieu to thee, a long adieu,
Be blest, be happy, but be true!
To hope and joy, to love and you,
The fatal hour is come at last,
And all my peace is with the past!
Adieu to thee, a long adieu,
Be blest, be happy, but be true!
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Fair smiles the glad and glowing morn
How may its joyous smiles be borne?
Alas! that hours thus fresh and fair
Should bring the darkness of despair!
'Tis done, 'tis done, and I depart
With thee and death within this heart!
How may its joyous smiles be borne?
Alas! that hours thus fresh and fair
Should bring the darkness of despair!
'Tis done, 'tis done, and I depart
With thee and death within this heart!
And must I hear that struggling sigh?
And must I view that tearful eye?
I feel not now mine own despair;
Hear, dearest one! my heart's fond prayer,
“To spare thy gentle bosom pain—
Forget me—till I come again!”
And must I view that tearful eye?
I feel not now mine own despair;
Hear, dearest one! my heart's fond prayer,
“To spare thy gentle bosom pain—
Forget me—till I come again!”
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