A New Song called The Sea, The Sea To which is added, The Last Shilling, Tho' you leave me now in sorrow, Irish Mary, The Marseillois Hymn [by Bryan Waller Procter] |
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THO' YOU LEAVE ME NOW IN SORROW. |
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THO' YOU LEAVE ME NOW IN SORROW.
Tho' you leave me now in sorrow,
Smiles may light our love to-morrow:
Doom'd to part, my faithful heart,
A gleam of joy from hope shall borrow.
Smiles may light our love to-morrow:
Doom'd to part, my faithful heart,
A gleam of joy from hope shall borrow.
Ah ne'er forget when friends are near,
This heart alone is thine for ever,
Thou may'st find those will love thee dear,
But not a love like mine, O never.
This heart alone is thine for ever,
Thou may'st find those will love thee dear,
But not a love like mine, O never.
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