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94 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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JAMES JOSEPH CALLANAN . (I79S-I829)
AND MUST WE PART?
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ND must we part ? then fare thee well! But he that wails it—he can tell How dear thou wert, how dear thou art And ever must be, to this heart: But now 'tis vain—it cannot be; Farewell! and think no more on me.
Oh ! yes—this heart would sooner break
Than one unholy thought awake;
I'd sooner slumber into clay
Than cloud thy spirit's beauteous ray;
Go, free as air—as angel free,
And, lady, think no more on me.
Oh ! did we meet when brighter star Sent its fair promise from afar, I then might hope to call thee mine — The minstrel's heart and harp were thine; But now 'tis past—it cannot be; Farewell! and think no more on me.
Or do !—but let it be the hour
When mercy's all-atoning power
From His high throne of glory hears,
Of souls like thine, the prayers, the tears;
Then, whilst you bend the suppliant knee,
Then—then, O lady ! think on me. |
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