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thou glooy deceber

ance air i hail thee, thou glooy deceber!

ance air i hail thee wi&039; rrow and care;

sad was the partg thou akes reber—

partg wi&039; nancy, oh, ne&039;er to et air!

fond lovers&039; partg is sweet, paful pleasure,

hope beag ild on the ft partg hour;

but the dire feelg, o farewell for ever!

is anguish ungled, and agony pure!

wild as the ter now tearg the forest,

till the st leaf o&039; the sur is flown;

such is the tepest has shaken y bo,

till y st hope and st fort is gone

still as i hail thee, thou glooy deceber,

still shall i hail thee wi&039; rrow and care;

for sad was the partg thou akes reber,

partg wi&039; nancy, oh, ne&039;er to et air