Farewell

Dark is the day—O when shall it grow clearer?
Gone is my love—and gone, his name is dearer;
Peace bless his path; let no unkindness meet him;
Joy ever greet him!

Linger, sweet rose! my tear of sorrow dews thee;
Fair as thou art, I know that I must lose thee;
Long is my journey—gloomy clouds flit by me;
Wilt thou be nigh me?

Callous to fate, and careless of my being,
Thee, only thee, I love—thee only seeing;
Star of my heaven—my sweet dove hov'ring over,
Smile on thy lover!