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First Line: Give me one more clasp of thy hand
Last Line: No more my sad soul ravage.
Subject(s): Farewell; Parting


GIVE me one more clasp of thy hand,
Then let this be our parting!
Why shouldst thou fan, with hatred's brand,
The flames from my woe darting?
Thou hast no faith in my true love,
Wert playing a game clever --
In God's name go; my sun above
Thou wert, and wilt be ever.

In God's name! And I hope this earth
A truer heart may offer --
Which will to light of faith give birth,
Guard thee from turning scoffer.
And when thou that true heart doth gain,
Oh, send to me some message;
Then will the burden of my pain
No more my sad soul ravage.





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