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Yes, we must sever, Eva dear,
But though our sorrows flow,
Thy semblance still shall bless me here,
In solitude and woe.
But though our sorrows flow,
Thy semblance still shall bless me here,
In solitude and woe.
Though Fate, dear Eva, bids us part,
I'll live as warmly true,
As when in thy enamored heart
Thine image, dearest, grew.
I'll live as warmly true,
As when in thy enamored heart
Thine image, dearest, grew.
With thee were all my loves of youth,
My childhood's dreams were thine,
Thy name in fond, devoted truth,
Was mingled then with mine.
My childhood's dreams were thine,
Thy name in fond, devoted truth,
Was mingled then with mine.
When age that shades our bosom's light,
Each cherished trace shall wear,
That name shall live as pure and bright
As when 'twas written there.
Each cherished trace shall wear,
That name shall live as pure and bright
As when 'twas written there.
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