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 "Farewell."

Come give thy hand, what though we part, Thy name is fixed, within my heart; I shall not change, nor break the vow I made before and plight thee now; For since thou may'st not live for me, 'Tis sweeter far to die for thee.

"Farewell"

Thoult think of me when I am gone None shall undo, what I have done; Yet even thy love I would resign To save thee from remorse like mine; Thy tears shall fall upon my grave: They still may bless—they cannot save.

"Sing no more," said Calantha, "let us return home. I know not what I say, or do. Judge not of my feelings by those which predominate in your presence. I may be weak, I acknowledge your power, I am lost irretrievably if you are resolved upon it." "Calantha", said Lord Glenarvon firmly, "you may trust implicitly to my honor.—These are the last guilty words, I will ever suffer to pass my lips. Henceforward consider me only as your friend—as such accept my hand."