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Oh, no! we never mention her, her name is never heard; |
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My lips are now forbid to speak that once familiar word: |
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From sport to sport they hurry me, to banish my regret; |
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And when they win a smile from me, they think that I forget. |
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They bid me seek in change of scene the charms that others see; |
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But were I in a foreign land, they'd find no change in me. |
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'Tis true that I behold no more the valley where we met, |
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I do not see the hawthorn-tree; but how can I forget? |
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For oh! there are so many things recall the past to me,— |
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The breeze upon the sunny hills, the billows of the sea; |
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The rosy tint that decks the sky before the sun is set;— |
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Ay, every leaf I look upon forbids that I forget. |
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They tell me she is happy now, the gayest of the gay; |
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They hint that she forgets me too,—I heed not what they say: |
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Perhaps like me she struggles with each feeling of regret; |
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But if she loves as I have loved, she never can forget. |
