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Literary Gazette, 25th December, 1824, Pages 825-826
SONGS.[1]
Farewell! and soon between us both
Will roll the trackless sea;
I would that it could wash away
All thought of thine and thee!
Fast flies the white sail o'er the wave;
I would I too could part,
As I part from the sand and rock,
With all that wrings my heart!
But what can I see that will not
Still bring thee to my mind?
Thy smile is in the clear glad light,
Thy voice in the soft wind.
And even if I could forget,
The blank that then were mine
Were worse than all. O, better far,
Be wretched, and yet thine!
- ↑ Signature after third and last song
