Poems of Felicia Hemans in The Juvenile Keepsake, 1829/A Farewell Song

by Felicia Hemans

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A FAREWELL SONG.

BY MRS. HEMANS.

I go, sweet friends! yet think of me
    When spring's low voice awakes the flowers,
For we have wandered far and free
    In those bright hours—the violet's hours!

I go—but when you pause to hear
    From distant hills the sabbath-bell
On summer's wind float silvery clear,
    Think of me then—I loved it well!

Forget me not around your hearth
    When clearly shines the ruddy blaze;
For dear hath been its hour of mirth
    To me, sweet friends! in other days.

And oh! when music's voice is heard
    To melt in strains of parting woe,
When hearts to tender thought are stirr'd,
    Think of me then!—I go, I go!