Ditty
Can I then live to draw that breath
Which must bid farewell to thee?
Yet how should death not seize on me?
Since absence from the life I hold so dear must needs be death,
While I do feel in parting
Such a living dying,
As in this my most fatal hour
Grief such a life doth lend
As quick'ned by his power,
Even death cannot end.
Which must bid farewell to thee?
Yet how should death not seize on me?
Since absence from the life I hold so dear must needs be death,
While I do feel in parting
Such a living dying,
As in this my most fatal hour
Grief such a life doth lend
As quick'ned by his power,
Even death cannot end.
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