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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 513 |
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CHARLES WOLFE (1791-1823)
LINES WRITTEN TO MUSIC
Air.—" GratntnacArec "
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F I had thought thou couldst have died I might not weep for thee; But I forgot, when by thy side, That thou couldst mortal be: It never through my mind had past
The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more.
And still upon that face I look,
And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook,
That I must look in vain ! But when I speak—thou dost not say
What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may,
Sweet Mary, thou art dead !
If thou would stay e'en as thou art,
All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart,
And where thy smiles have been. |
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