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GO FAITHLESS ONE.
Go faithless one, go wander
Where Fortune's gales may blow,
'Twere less than vain to squander
One thought upon thee now!
Where Fortune's gales may blow,
'Twere less than vain to squander
One thought upon thee now!
To distant regions roving,
Where other hearts may bind,
But none so truly loving
As her's, thou leav'st behind.
Where other hearts may bind,
But none so truly loving
As her's, thou leav'st behind.
No loud reproach shall tell thee,
What thou can'st well believe;
No foolish tear impel thee,
To capture and deceive!
What thou can'st well believe;
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To capture and deceive!
What, tho' the heart be breaking,
That bids thee, false one, go—
No painful throbs awaking,
Its innate grief shall show.
That bids thee, false one, go—
No painful throbs awaking,
Its innate grief shall show.
And tho' its hope has perish'd,
No curious eye shall see
That it has ever cherish'd
One thought on such as thee!
No curious eye shall see
That it has ever cherish'd
One thought on such as thee!
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