Twa weavers/Tho' you leave me now in sorrow
THO’ YOU LEAVE ME NOW IN SORROW.
Tho’ you leave now in sorrow,
Smiles may light on our love to-morrow;
Doom’d to part, my faithful heart,
A gleam of joy from hope shall borrow.
Ah ne’er forget when friends are near,
This heart alone is thine for ever,
Thou may’st find those who love thee dear,
Bat not a love like mine, O never.
Tho’ you leave me, &c.