 | Original Songs (1861) |  |
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OH! IF I FALL, GRIEVE NOT, LOVE.
I
Oh! if I fall, don't grieve, love,That I'm among the dead;
For he with heroes slumbers
That finds a soldier's bed;
That finds a soldier's bed,
And 'mid the brave doth die;
For it is a soldier's duty
In his country's cause to die.
II
'Twas thus our mothers partedWith their brave sons of yore,
When tears fell like the summer rain
By many a cottage door;
By many a cottage door,
Before they went away;
For he cannot serve his country's cause
Who by the hearth doth stay.
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III
If I read thy thoughts aright, love,Thou, too, wouldst have it so,
Though it seems to break thy heart, love,
To whisper I must go;
To whisper I must go,
Yet wish me still to stay.
Nay, look not so, or I am lost:
One kiss, and then away!
T. M.
| Original Songs (1861) | |