Farewell to love and all I see
In these dull English skies
For all the world turns round wi' me
Lost in thy two bright eyes
So fare-thee-well—a lover lost
I go where none can blame
And dearly shall I rue the cost
And scarcely keep a name
The little flowers and wild birds song
I leave them far away
In other lands and other tongues
A lonely bard to stray
In other lands I'll think of thee
Nor mortal love adore
The north star must its temple be
Where nought can change no more
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