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A mournful group this day remains
Within the walls of Funery.

Can I forget that secret mien,
Farewel my father, best of men,
May heaven's joy to thee remain!
You revd. man of Funery.

Oh mother! a name to me so dear,
How can I leave thy tender cares,
And leave a place so void of snares,
Far, far frae thee and Funery.

Brothers don't yourselves conceal;
Sister of my love, farewel!
Thy tears suppress, thy sorrows quell,
Be happy while at Funery.

Archie, my lovely darling child,
Thy infant steps may heaven guide,
When I return, Oh! may I find
Thee smiling still at Funery.

No settled home on earth is found,
But all is pilgrimage around,
Farewel ye world of awful round;
Farewel, farewel, to Funery