MUSIC COMPOSED BY
J. DODSLEY HUMPHREYS.
_Philadelphia_: John F. Nunns, _184 Chesnut Street_.
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Farewell if ever fondest prayer for others’ weal availed on high,
Mine will not all be lost in air,
But waft, but waft thy name beyond the sky.
’Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh,
Oh more than
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tears of blood can tell,
When wrung from guilt’s expiring eye,
Are in that word farewell.
Are in that word farewell, farewell,
When wrung from guilt’s expiring eye,
Are in that word, are in that word farewell.
These lips are mute, these eyes are dry,
But in my breast and in my brain,
Awake the pangs that pass not by,
The thought, the thought that ne’er shall sleep again.
My soul nor deigns nor dares complain,
Though grief and passion there rebel,
I only know we lov’d in vain.
I only feel farewell,
I only feel farewell, farewell,
I only know I loved in vain,
I only feel, I only feel farewell.
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