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And though my hopes on earth are blighted,
I'll pray for thy felicity.
I'll pray for thy felicity.
And seek not thou again to waken
Thoughts which should now for ever sleep;
For though by thee betray'd, forsaken,
Thy image I will fondly keep.
Thoughts which should now for ever sleep;
For though by thee betray'd, forsaken,
Thy image I will fondly keep.
Then go—and though we part for ever,
On thee my fondest thoughts will dwell,
For life from this sad heart must sever,
Ere I forget thee—fare thee well!
On thee my fondest thoughts will dwell,
For life from this sad heart must sever,
Ere I forget thee—fare thee well!
