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403 Hicks' Farewell




The time is swiftly rolling on
When I must faint and die,
My body to the dust return
And there forgotten lie.

My loving wife, my bosom friend,
The object of my love,
The time's been sweet I've spent with thee,
My sweet and harmless dove.

Though I must now depart from you
Let not this grieve your heart,
For you will shortly come to me
Where we shall never part.


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