...love. And must this parting be our very last ? No, I shall love thee still, when death itself is past. Half could I bear, methinks, to leave this earth,...And thee, more loved than aught beneath the sun, If 1 had lived to smile but on the birth Of one dear pledge ; but shall there then be none In future times,...

...raethinks, to leave this earth,— " And thee, more lov'd, than aught beneath the sun, " If I had liv'd to smile but on the birth " Of one dear pledge ;-—but shall there then be none, "In future times—no gentle little one, " To clasp thy neck, and look, resembling me ! The regret, that she perishes...

...must this parting be our very last? ' No! I shall love thee still, when death itself is past. XXXI. 1 Half could I bear, methinks, to leave this earth, — * And thee, more lov'd, than aught beneath the sun, c If I had liv'd to smile but on the birth ' Of one dear pledge;...

...this parting be our very last? ' No! I shall love thee still, whendeath itself is past.—• xxxi. ' Half could I bear, methinks, to leave this earth,— ' And thee, more lov'd, than aught beneath the sun, ' If I had liv'd to smile but on the birth ' Of one dear pledge;—but...

...this parting be our very last? ' No! I shall love thee still, when death itself is past. — XXXI. ' Half could I bear, methinks, to leave this earth, — • And thee, more lov'd, than aught beneath the sun, ' If I had liv'd to smile but on the birth ' Of one dear pledge...

...methinks, to leave this earth,— * And thee, more lov'd, than aught beneath the sun, * If I had liv'd to smile but on the birth ' Of one dear pledge ; —...thy neck, and look, resembling me ? ' Yet seems it, ev'n while life's last pulses run, * A sweetness in the cup of death to be, * Lord of my bosom's love...

...love. And must this parting be our very last ? No, 1 shall love thee still when death itself is past. Half could I bear, methinks, to leave this earth, And thee, more lov'd than ought beneath the sun. If I had lived to smile but on the birth, Of one dear pledge ; but...

...this parting be our very last ? ' No ! I shall love thee still, when death itself is past. — XXXI. ' Half could I bear, methinks, to leave this earth,...thy neck, and look, resembling me ? ' Yet seems it, ev'n while life's last pulses run, ' A sweetness in the cup of death to be, ' Lord of my bosom's love...

...very last? No! I shall love thee still, when death itself is past. Half , ,ni lit I bear, mcthinks, to leave this earth. And thee, more loved than aught...birth Of one dear pledge ; — but shall there then To clnsp thy neck, and look resembling me? Yet seems it, e'en while life's last pulses run, A sweetness...

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