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The Farewell.
I
And shall I bid adieu,My Dear, to you?
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For ever in divided Channels go?
No, no, I hope at last they'll be,
United in the Ocean of Eternity.
II
Ah my bless'd Star said I,Where doest thou fly?
When e'er the happy Fates shall seal my Doom,
And call me to my blessed Ancient Home;
I will be sure to ask for thee,
Of those bless'd Guards that come to convoy me.
III
Now thou art rock'd asleep,'Tis vain to weep;
It is no matter who must go before,
We all at last shall reach th' expected Shore;
But some perhaps this side the Grave,
May not as you so calm a Voyage have.
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