Blythsome bridal, or, The lass wi' the gowden hair (2)/The Farewel
The FAREWEL.
OH! how ſhall I in language weak,
my ardent paſſion tell,
Or form my fault'ring tongue to ſpeak,
that cruel word, Farewel!
Farewel---but know, tho’ thus we part,
my thoughts can never ſtray:
Go where I will, my conſtant heart,
muſt with my charmer ſtay.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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