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117. Song-Farewell to Eliza

FROM thee, Eliza, I must go,
And from my native shore;
The cruel fates between us throw
A boundless ocean’s roar:
But boundless oceans, roaring wide,
Between my love and me,
They never, never can divide
My heart and soul from thee.

Farewell, farewell, Eliza dear,
The maid that I adore!
A boding voice is in mine ear,
We part to meet no more!
But the latest throb that leaves my heart,
While Death stands victor by,-
That throb, Eliza, is thy part,
And thine that latest sigh!


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Poem 117. Song-Farewell to Eliza - Robert Burns