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FAR AWAY. The ship has sailed into the West:
 * Her ocean-bird is flown:

A dull dead pain is in her breast,
 * And she is weak and lone:

But there's a smile upon her face,
 * A smile that seems to say

"He'll think of me—he'll think of me—
 * When he is far away!

"Though waters wide between us glide,
 * Our lives are warm and near:

No distance parts two faithful hearts—
 * Two hearts that love so dear:

And I will trust my sailor-lad,
 * For ever and a day,

To think of me—to think of me—
 * When he is far away!"

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