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Farewell! if ever fondest prayer / For other's weal avail'd on high, / Mine will not all be lost in air, / But waft thy name beyond the sky.
Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh: / Oh! more than tears of blood can tell, / When wrung from guilt's expiring eye, / Are in that word - Farewell! - / 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 that ne'er shall sleep again.
My soul nor deigns nor dares complain / Though grief and passion there rebel; / I only know we loved in vain - / I only feel - Farewell! - Farewell!