Tak your auld cloak about ye/From thee, Eliza, I must go

Tak your auld cloak about ye (1800s)
From thee, Eliza, I must go
3279886Tak your auld cloak about ye — From thee, Eliza, I must go1800s

FROM THEE ELIZA I MUST GO.

From thee, Eliza, I must go,
and from my native shore;
The cruel fates between us throw,
a boundless oceans roar;
But boundless oceans roaring wide,
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 my 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.



FINIS.


This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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