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Tune-"O'er the hills and far away."
How can my poor heart be glad, / When absent from my sailor lad; / How can I the thought forego- / He's on the seas to meet the foe? / Let me wander, let me rove, / Still my heart is with my love; / Nightly dreams, and thoughts by day, / Are with him that's far away.