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Landon in The New Monthly 1837/Song 1

For works with similar titles, see Song (Letitia Elizabeth Landon).




Farewell, and when to-morrow
    Seems little, like to-day,
And we find life's deepest sorrow
    Melts gradual away;
Yet do not quite forget me,
    Though our love be o'er;
Let gentle dreams regret me
    When we shall meet no more.

Not painfully, not often,
    Remembrance shall intrude;
But let my image soften
    Sometimes your solitude.
Let twilight sad and tender
    Recall our parting tear.
Ah! hope I might surrender,
    But memory is too dear.