Show PARTING yo passed ot o t into lie night my lore and the bleak ut gloom shut down there aih light my lom no i i troia s ault of hearn alx e nor a from the distant town and there I 1 blood at the open door altre the lamp liht faintly fell till your feet receding I 1 heard no more and my heart wad filled with a yearning sore that my tongue could never teul for oh I 1 had stood in open door when the light was on land and sea aad I 1 minded the forms that had passed before che dear dear forms that come no more had never come back to mel and how would it be then with yon dear heart As you vanished away in night aad yon passed forever from view dear heart must my lonely spirit baill dwell apart so far from all love and light should never I 1 gaze in your ayea acain nor thrill neath i conr loving touch would never your lips meet my own as then in that sweet caress only true hearts ken who giving receive so mach ah never perchance in this world below would conr hearts beat close as then and my soul grew sick and the tears would flow in thinking that though I 1 loved you BO we never might meet yankee blade |