1
Soon, too soon will come the day
When I must hasten far away
And bid to thee adieu, Love;
But I will ne’er till mem’ry cease
Forget thou set’st my heart at ease
And told’st me thou wert true, Love
2
I’ll never forget thy tender sighs,
The tears that started from thine eyes,
The throbbings of thy heart, Love;
The soft, the sweet seducing smile
That mantled on thy cheeks the while
Thou said’st “We’l never part, Love.”
3
But dearest, when I’m far away
Wilt thou one anxious wish betray
To call me back again, Love?
Oh yes! I know thou’s keenly feel
But wilt thy cherish’d woes conceal
Nor tell the world thy pain, Love.