 | Sonnets and Miscellaneous Poems by the late Thomas Russell |  |
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THE FAREWEL.
Adieu! thou darling of my heart,
Whom never more these eyes shall view;
Yet once again, before we part,
Nymph of my soul, again adieu!
Whom never more these eyes shall view;
Yet once again, before we part,
Nymph of my soul, again adieu!
Yet one kiss more: this kiss, the last
That I will ask, or thou shalt give,
Tho' on my lips it dies too fast,
Shall always in my memory live.
That I will ask, or thou shalt give,
Tho' on my lips it dies too fast,
Shall always in my memory live.
But thou each tender thought of me
Blot out for ever from thy breast,
Nor heed what pangs I feel for thee,
While with another thou art blest.
Blot out for ever from thy breast,
Nor heed what pangs I feel for thee,
While with another thou art blest.
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To him, whom Heaven has made thy mate,
Thus, thus thy beauties I resign;
He boasts, alas! a happier fate,
But not a purer flame than mine.
Thus, thus thy beauties I resign;
He boasts, alas! a happier fate,
But not a purer flame than mine.
Yet let him make thy bliss his care,
As I, thou know'st it, would have done,
My love for thy sake he shall share,
My envy only for his own.
As I, thou know'st it, would have done,
My love for thy sake he shall share,
My envy only for his own.
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