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Adieu, my friend, I must away,
No longer must I look on thee;
But when mine eye shall cease to gaze,
Ah! say, wilt thou remember me?
No longer must I look on thee;
But when mine eye shall cease to gaze,
Ah! say, wilt thou remember me?
Adieu, my friend,—yes, fare thee well,
How often shall I think on thee!
I never, never can forget,—
Say, wilt thou thus remember me?
How often shall I think on thee!
I never, never can forget,—
Say, wilt thou thus remember me?
