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But boundless oceans, roaring wide,
Between my love and me,
They never, never can divide
My heart and soul from thee!
Between my love and me,
They never, never can divide
My heart and soul from thee!
Farewell, farewell, Eliza dear,
The maid that I adore!
A boding voice is in mine ear,
We part to meet no more!
But the last throb that leaves my heart,
While death stands victor by,
That throb, Eliza, is thy part,
And thine that latest sigh!
The maid that I adore!
A boding voice is in mine ear,
We part to meet no more!
But the last throb that leaves my heart,
While death stands victor by,
That throb, Eliza, is thy part,
And thine that latest sigh!
THE FAREWELL,
TO THE BRETHREN OF ST. JAMES'S LODGE, TARBOLTON.
Tune—Gude Night and Joy be wi' you a'.
Adieu! a heart-warm fond adieu!
Dear Brothers of the mystic tie;
Ye favour'd, ye enlighten'd few,
Companions of my social joy!
Tho' I to foreign lands must hie,
Pursuing Fortune's sliddery ba',
With melting heart, and brimful eye,
I'll mind you still, tho' far awa.
Dear Brothers of the mystic tie;
Ye favour'd, ye enlighten'd few,
Companions of my social joy!
Tho' I to foreign lands must hie,
Pursuing Fortune's sliddery ba',
With melting heart, and brimful eye,
I'll mind you still, tho' far awa.
