 Go, forget me — why should sorrow O'er that brow a shadow fling ? Go. forget me — and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile — though I shall not be near thee, Sing, though I shall never hear thee; May thy soul with pleasure shine Lasting...  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Side 3131826Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | John Churton Collins - 1896 - 502 sider
...me—and to-morrow Brightly smile and sweetly sing. Smile—though I shall not be near thee; Sing—though I shall never hear thee; May thy soul with pleasure shine, Lasting as the gloom of mine. Like the sun, thy presence glowing, Clothes the meanest things in light; And when thou, like him, art... | |
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