To Fannie.
My Fannie dear! when absence rendsMy faithful heart from thee,
What gloomy thoughts oppress my mind,
There is no joy for me.
By day, woe wastes my sinking soul,
By night I wake and sigh;
And still the grief that kills me quite,
Is, Fannie is not nigh.
Oh! may that God whose name is Love
Her form to me restore;
That I may never, never part
From darling Fannie more.English
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