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NAY, STAY, WE'LL HAVE MANY SONGS MORE.
Nay, stay; we'll have many songs more
As jovial still, ere we part,
For 'tis thus when our feelings run o'er
That we touch the true key to the Heart!
Besides 'tis so long since we met,
It were folly to hasten Time's flight,
No, stay—we'll have many songs yet,
Ere we whisper a word of “Good Night!”
As jovial still, ere we part,
For 'tis thus when our feelings run o'er
That we touch the true key to the Heart!
Besides 'tis so long since we met,
It were folly to hasten Time's flight,
No, stay—we'll have many songs yet,
Ere we whisper a word of “Good Night!”
The daughter of Cœlus, they say,
Her love to dark Erebus told;
And scatter'd such stars on her way,
That the god quite mistook them for gold!
But the gold he thought ever to claim,
With Morn died away from his sight;
Thus our joys will but vanish the same,
The moment we whisper “Good Night!”
Her love to dark Erebus told;
And scatter'd such stars on her way,
That the god quite mistook them for gold!
But the gold he thought ever to claim,
With Morn died away from his sight;
Thus our joys will but vanish the same,
The moment we whisper “Good Night!”
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