Love
Fare Thee Weel
From The Modern Scottish Minstrel, vol. 3 (1855–57)
Fare thee weel, my bonnie lassie;
Fare thee weel for ever, Jessie!
Though I ne'er again may meet thee,
Tell na me that I 'll forget thee.
By yon starry heavens I vow it!
By my love!--(I mayna rue it)--
By this hour in which we sever!
I will love but thee for ever.
Should the hand of death arrest me,
Think my latest prayer hath blest thee;
As the parting pang draws nearer,
I will love thee aye the dearer.
Still my bosom's love I 'll cherish--
'Tis a spark that winna perish;
Though I ne'er again may meet thee,
Tell na me that I 'll forget thee.
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MLA
Menzies, George. “Fare Thee Weel.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/menzies/1/.
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Menzies, George. “Fare Thee Weel.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/menzies/1/.
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