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Yet here I linger—here I dwell—
As loath to take a last farewell!
But I will tune my lyre afar,
Before the morrow's western star
Reflects its glittering beam.
As loath to take a last farewell!
But I will tune my lyre afar,
Before the morrow's western star
Reflects its glittering beam.
Oh I will watch that western star,
And fondly muse of friends afar !
And crossing mountain, vale, or heath,
Imagine zephyrs are the breath
Of those who lov'd my theme.
And fondly muse of friends afar !
And crossing mountain, vale, or heath,
Imagine zephyrs are the breath
Of those who lov'd my theme.
Stranger, adieu!—I'll think of thee—
But dare not add " remember me."
But dare not add " remember me."
TO A KISS.
Humid seal of soft affections,
Tenderest pledge of future bliss!
Dearest tie of young connexions,
Love's first snow-drop, Virgin kiss!
Speaking silence! dumb confession!
Passion's birth! and infant's play!
Dove-like fondness! chaste concession!
Glowing dawn of brighter day!
Sorrowing joy! adieu's last action!
When lingering lips no more must join,
What words can ever speak affection
So thrilling, so sincere as thine!
Tenderest pledge of future bliss!
Dearest tie of young connexions,
Love's first snow-drop, Virgin kiss!
Speaking silence! dumb confession!
Passion's birth! and infant's play!
Dove-like fondness! chaste concession!
Glowing dawn of brighter day!
Sorrowing joy! adieu's last action!
When lingering lips no more must join,
What words can ever speak affection
So thrilling, so sincere as thine!
