ng—farewell to eliza

tune—“gilderoy”

fro thee, eliza, i t go,

and fro y native shore;

the cruel fates beeen throw

a boundless ocean&039;s roar:

but boundless oceans, roarg wide,

beeen y love and ,

they never, never can divide

y heart and ul fro thee

farewell, farewell, eliza dear,

the aid that i adore!

a bodg voice is e ear,

we part to et no ore!

but the test throb that leaves y heart,

while death stands victor by,—

that throb, eliza, is thy part,

and the that test sigh!