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to the moon
He's gone across the deep blue sea
For months, perhaps for years;
I try to smile, but often, Moon,
I cannot hide my tears:
We loved as playmates—was it strange
Time our affection could not change?
For months, perhaps for years;
I try to smile, but often, Moon,
I cannot hide my tears:
We loved as playmates—was it strange
Time our affection could not change?
And when he asked my beating heart,
In tones so sweet and low,
And told me, we so soon must part,
I could not answer "No."
Did'st mark the hour.—I know thine eye
Was peeping from thy home on high.
In tones so sweet and low,
And told me, we so soon must part,
I could not answer "No."
Did'st mark the hour.—I know thine eye
Was peeping from thy home on high.
And can'st thou, on thy silver beams,
Kind messages convey?
Then tell him I am all his own,
Although so far away;
And say, beneath thy gentle light,
My dreams will be of him to-night.
Kind messages convey?
Then tell him I am all his own,
Although so far away;
And say, beneath thy gentle light,
My dreams will be of him to-night.
