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PARTING.
Too fair, I may not call thee mine:
Too dear, I may not see
Those eyes with bridal beacons shine;
Yet, Darling, keep for me—
Empty and hushed, and safe apart,
One little corner of thy heart!
Too dear, I may not see
Those eyes with bridal beacons shine;
Yet, Darling, keep for me—
Empty and hushed, and safe apart,
One little corner of thy heart!
Thou wilt be happy, dear! and bless
Thee; happy mayst thou be.
I would not make thy pleasure less;
Yet, Darling, keep for me,
My life to light, my lot to leaven,
One little corner of thy Heaven!
Thee; happy mayst thou be.
I would not make thy pleasure less;
Yet, Darling, keep for me,
My life to light, my lot to leaven,
One little corner of thy Heaven!
Good-bye, dear heart! I go to dwell
A weary way from thee;
Our first kiss is our last farewell;
Yet, Darling, keep for me—
Who wander outside in the night,
One little corner of thy light!
A weary way from thee;
Our first kiss is our last farewell;
Yet, Darling, keep for me—
Who wander outside in the night,
One little corner of thy light!
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