Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)

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1. We Meet to Part

   

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   We meet to part, perhaps 'tis fate's decree
   That moulds our lives and carves the way we go;
   Though sad it seems, it may be better so,
   You are so fair, so beautiful to see,
   'Twere my presumption e'en to think of thee,
   Our ways diverge from here, farewell, for lo!
   My path lies where the thorns of duty grow,
   While love and hope remain behind with thee.
   Tis but a little while since first we met,
   Yet in that I've lived a lifetime o'er -
   I've lived and loved, and now my soul will fret
   For one whose form my eyes shall see no more.
   Sad fate! but it was ever so, and yet
   Men love and lose, and live to lose once more.

   

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   History Edit

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   Béarla

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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   • John J. Walsh