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Thou art passing away,
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Thy life has been brief
as a midsummer day;
Thy forehead is pale,
and thy pulses are low,
And thy once blooming cheek
bears an ominous glow.
Thou art passing away
from the beautiful earth,
Thy much loved abode,
and the land of thy birth;
From its forests and fields,
from its murmuring rills,
From its beautiful plains
and its herbage-crowned hills.
Thou art passing away
from thy kindred and friends,
And the last chain that bound thee,
the spoiler now rends;
And thy last tones are falling
on love’s list’ning ear,
And now in thine eye shines
the fond, parting tear.
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11 11 11 11
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