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Show FAREWELL! (Moore.) Farewell! but whenever y ou welcome th ' hour. That awakens the night-son? of mirth It your bower; Then think of the friend who once wel- com'd it too. And forgot his own griefs to be happy with you. His griefs may return, not a hope may remain re-main Of the. few that have brightened hi pathway of pain. But he ne'er will forget the short vision that threw Its enchantment around him, while lingering ling-ering with you. And still oiv that evening, when' pleasure fills- uo To the higriest top sparkle" each heart and each- cup. Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy cr I bright, j My soul, happy friends, shall be with you ' I that night: I Shall join in your revels, your sports, and I your wiles. And return to me, beaming all o'er with ! your smiles i Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid tho gay f cheer. i Some kind voice- had murmured, "I wish I he were here!" Lot fate do her worst, there are relics of f joy. I Bright dreams of the past, which she can- not destroy; f Which come in the night time of sorrow and: cure. 1 And bring back the features that joy used 1 to wear. t Long, long be my heart with such memor. iew nil'd, f Like the vase, in which roses had onca been distill' d. You may break, you may shatter th I vase, if you will. But the scent of thw roses will hover round it still. |