The Hour
This is the paling hour lovers know,
When dawn's white bells swing high:
— Beloved, I must go! —
— Ah no! —
— Good-by — good-by! —
This is the hour when dawn's unpitying bells ring clear,
And lovers part:
So am I almost glad you are not here,
Heart of my given heart!
When dawn's white bells swing high:
— Beloved, I must go! —
— Ah no! —
— Good-by — good-by! —
This is the hour when dawn's unpitying bells ring clear,
And lovers part:
So am I almost glad you are not here,
Heart of my given heart!
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