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Ah, well do I remember,—
 For how can I forget?
Though fled, forgotten never,
 Until life's sun doth set:
While fancy often lingers
 O'er the happy, blissful past,—
O'er the days when I so merry
 Thought joy and love would last.

Ah, well do I remember,—
 For I have ne'er forgot:
Those balmy eves of summer
 Have left a fragrant spot;
For memory often wanders,—
 In fancy again I tread
Those blissful days all over,
 And sigh that they have fled.

Ah, well do I remember,—
 For how can I forget
Those moonlight eves of summer,
 When so often I have set
Within the mellow gloaming
 Of the twilight's gentle hour,
With many a dearly loved one,
 That I'll see again no more.