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Thou art gone from my gaze Thou art gone from my gaze.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a bautiful dream, And I Seek thee in vain by meadow and stream Oft I breathe thy dear name to the winds [floating] by But thy sweet voice is mute to my bosoms low Sigh. (repeat)
In the Stillness of night, when the stars mildly Shine, My Spirit doth fondly hold comunion with thine Of the birds in thy bowers, now companions I make Every Simple wild flower I prize for thy dear Sake, (repeat)
Thou art gone from my gaze but I will not repine Ere long we Shall meet in the home thats now thine For I feel thou art near, and wherever I be thy [unclear] spirit of love, keeps a watch over me (repeat)
You'll remember me.
When coldness or deceit shall blight The beauty now you prize And deem it but a faded light That beams within your eyes When hollow harts Shall weare a mask Twill break your own to see In such a moment I but ask That you'll remember me Then you'll remember Then you'll remember Then you'll remember me
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