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The Word after Farewell
Not in the night of thy sorrow
I fear thy forgetting;
But when the unmindful bright morrow
Arise from this darkened day's setting,
Oh, let not thy heart put away
With its grief all the love of to-day!
I fear thy forgetting;
But when the unmindful bright morrow
Arise from this darkened day's setting,
Oh, let not thy heart put away
With its grief all the love of to-day!
In thine eyes, when thou smilest again,
Let a softer light be,—
As the sun returns after the rain,—
Remembering thy last smile on me;
And the roses of Love all thy years
Be bright with the pearls of past tears!
Let a softer light be,—
As the sun returns after the rain,—
Remembering thy last smile on me;
And the roses of Love all thy years
Be bright with the pearls of past tears!
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