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Show PTBaaaaHHNHHHMBBBaal A WAIL. Tim Waj- In Wlileli (li Hummer Otrl Loil liar l.over. Twas a summer no wlicn liolefluir here A Mlinmoror mlki, Willi nevrr n tear Till I raid to Mm, with a noli, my dean (lood-bj, tnjr lorcr, ltcxxl-bj-! Fnr I Inrtil lilm.nli, as llio stars love nlflitl And mjr checks for him flashed red nnd wlillo vii nrst ho called mahls heart's delight! (loud-hr, my lotcr, good-liyl The (ouch of his hand was a thlnr dMno As ho sut with mo In thn soft moonMilne, And drank of my lore as men drluk uluo; Oood-by, my lover, tfooJ-bj I And never a nlaht as I knell In prayer, loaeoirnns white as our onn souls were. Out In fancy lie camo and klewtf uio tlierot uood-by, my lover, trood-uyl Hut now. O. flodl what an empty jilaco My nholo heart 1st Of the old embruco And the kiss 1 loved there lives uotraco; Oood-by, my lovor, t-uud-byl Ho sailed not over the stormy sea. And ho went not dowu In tho naves, not h '". oil. ho Is lost, for ho married mo; (lood-by, my lover, rood-b.vl -Junes Will loom li Klloy In Newark Journal |
