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WE PART TO MEET NO MORE.
We part my friend—oh! yes we part,
Our treasured bliss is o'er;
And hard the thought that rives my heart,
We part to meet no more!
Our treasured bliss is o'er;
And hard the thought that rives my heart,
We part to meet no more!
The hours that you and I have lent
To peaceful joys before;
Are fleeted by, are gone and spent,
And we must meet no more!
To peaceful joys before;
Are fleeted by, are gone and spent,
And we must meet no more!
Bethink thee of each dreamless joy,
The fitful moments bore;
Then say, does not remembrance cloy,
To think we meet no more!
The fitful moments bore;
Then say, does not remembrance cloy,
To think we meet no more!
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Revert to each fair smiling scene,
What halcyon looks they wore;
This cutting fate will grieve I ween,
To part and meet no more!
What halcyon looks they wore;
This cutting fate will grieve I ween,
To part and meet no more!
Oh! sad and piercing is the thought,
We know no peace in store;
No cheering hope with solace frought,
To part and meet no more!
We know no peace in store;
No cheering hope with solace frought,
To part and meet no more!
My doom is fix'd—far, from this day
I leave mine own lov'd shore;
Thy tears will pine my heart away,
They speak we meet no more!
I leave mine own lov'd shore;
Thy tears will pine my heart away,
They speak we meet no more!
When lost to sight I drop the tear
'Mid frothy billows' roar;
What phrenzied grief my soul will wear,
That we must meet no more!
'Mid frothy billows' roar;
What phrenzied grief my soul will wear,
That we must meet no more!
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But distance thought cannot unlink,
'Twill chain us as before;
Like sympathetic souls we'll think,
Which part to meet no more!
'Twill chain us as before;
Like sympathetic souls we'll think,
Which part to meet no more!
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