Hand in Hand/When He Left Simla
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I DID not know when first we met,
I shall miss him, at first, I know:
When He Left Simla
His Thoughts
That parting would be half so bitter,
That Time brings love, and then regret
I did not know,—when first we met.
I wonder will she soon forget.
Was it a tear that I saw glitter?
I did not know when first we met
That parting would be half so bitter.
Her Thoughts
But still, he had grown rather silly.
Poor boy! How grieved he was to go!
I shall miss him at first I know.
No one could say I flirted though;
I always was quite stiff and chilly!
I shall miss him at first I know,
But still he had grown rather silly.