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Night comes creeping slowly o'er me,
 Like a vapor cold and gray;
Dim the track that lies before me,
 Lost the lingering smile of day.

As a river, nearing ocean,
 Drops the brooklet's merry bell,
I forget hope's wild emotion;
 Love and life, farewell, farewell!

Eyes above me raining sorrow,
 Lips too tender to be true,
In the sunshine of to-morrow
 Glow and sweetness shall renew.

I have trod a weary measure,
 Fairy-tales no more I tell.
False is pain, and fleeting pleasure;
 Love and life, farewell, farewell!