Kathleen Mavourneen, the gray dawn is breaking,
The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill,
The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking--
Kathleen Mavourneen, what, slumbering, still?
Oh hast thou forgotten how soon we must sever?
Oh hast thou forgotten this day we must part?
It may be for years and it may be forever;
Oh why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart?
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If we must part forever,
Give me but one kind word to think upon,
And please myself read more
If we must part forever,
Give me but one kind word to think upon,
And please myself with, while my heart's breaking.
In every parting there is an image of death.
In every parting there is an image of death.
They say be parted well and paid his score,
And so, God be with him.
They say be parted well and paid his score,
And so, God be with him.
Excuse me, then! you know my heart;
But dearest friends, alas! must part.
Excuse me, then! you know my heart;
But dearest friends, alas! must part.
Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting,
The parting hour is come!
And fast thy soul is fleeting
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Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting,
The parting hour is come!
And fast thy soul is fleeting
To seek its starry home.
Shall I bid her goe? what and if I doe?
Shall I bid her goe and spare not?
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Shall I bid her goe? what and if I doe?
Shall I bid her goe and spare not?
Oh no, no, no, I dare not.
She went her unremembering way,
She went and left in me
The pang of all the partings read more
She went her unremembering way,
She went and left in me
The pang of all the partings gone,
And partings yet to be.
Let's not unman each other--part at once;
All farewells should be sudden, when forever,
Else they make read more
Let's not unman each other--part at once;
All farewells should be sudden, when forever,
Else they make an eternity of moments,
And clog the last sad sands of life with tears.
