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[Fare thee well, my only fairest]

Fare thee well, my only fairest,
Far from sadness fare thy way;
Though with thee my heart thou bearest,
Fairest, fare thee well for aye.
Thee no thought of grief embarrass,
Faithlessness of friend or foe,
Love consume, nor hatred harass,
Wheresoe'er on earth thou go.
Me alone thou leavest stricken,
Done to death this weary day;
So until the new life quicken,
Fairest, fare thee well for aye.