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THE SOUVENIR.
Take this simple and beautiful air,—
May it sometimes remind you of me;
And sweetly 't will banish my care,
To imagine it warbled by thee.
May it sometimes remind you of me;
And sweetly 't will banish my care,
To imagine it warbled by thee.
In my absence 't will plead for me here,
And gently my advocate prove;
'T will tell you that love so sincere
Separation can never remove.
And gently my advocate prove;
'T will tell you that love so sincere
Separation can never remove.
When my tongue has pronounced its farewell,
And when far from the voice I love best,
My heart shall delightedly dwell
On that thought, and 't will soothe it to rest.
And when far from the voice I love best,
My heart shall delightedly dwell
On that thought, and 't will soothe it to rest.
