Now as I am to be bereaft of my troth
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I cry aloud my last words of lost hope.
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A violent gust of wind is my frame of mind;
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Huxes like moisture through pores.
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I am unwilling to forgive
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Him who depriev'd me of my life -
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Gloaming the sequence -
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A momentary view.
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Perishing intervals of rejoice -
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My supreme happiness is lost!
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Baleful emotions of fear - my body is the earth -
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The earth is now destined to be made forlorn -
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Forlorn from the enlivening energies.
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Am I not anylonger living?
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In mournful silence I suffer -
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In peace I now will rest.
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My hard-working hands
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Are now reposed.
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I close thee my beloved into my heart -
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Conceal thy memory in my inner sanctum.
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In my thoughts thou shalt forever be -
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As a dear and precious remembrance.
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I'm dethroned in the reign of entity -
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My tears descend like of abony -
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Life is the theatre of tragedy -
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Dying - I only feel apathy!
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Dying - I Only Feel Apathy
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| Theatre Of Tragedy |
