The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay With Illustrations by John Gilbert |
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| I. | I.—THE PARTING TEAR. |
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I.—THE PARTING TEAR.
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Farewell, a last farewell,Land where our fathers dwell,
More dear by parting made,
Where we as children play'd,
In meadows gath'ring flow'rs,
And pass'd our happiest hours.
Here on the beach we stand,
Our home, our native land,
And weep to think our feet shall tread thy shore,
And our sad eyes behold thee, never more.
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Farewell, ye hills and streams,We'll see you in our dreams;
Each well-remember'd scene,
The oak-trees on the green,
The lowly cottage fire,
The tapering village spire,
And every little mound
Grass-grown, on holy ground,
Where sleep in death the friends whom we deplore;—
Farewell for ever! we return no more.
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No more! no more! our eyesGrow dim with tears, that rise
Deep from the bursting heart,
To know that we depart,
And that the looks we cast
So fondly are the last.
Farewell, O native land!
A melancholy band,
We long to go, yet linger on the shore,—
Farewell for ever! we return no more!
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