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Leave, O leave me to my sorrows

XIII

 
LEAVE, O leave me to my sorrows;  
Here I’ll sit and fade away,  
Till I’m nothing but a spirit,  
And I lose this form of clay.  
 
Then if chance along this forest
Any walk in pathless ways,  
Thro’ the gloom he’ll see my shadow  
Hear my voice upon the breeze.

Songs from ‘An Island in The Moon’

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