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DID not know when first we met, That parting would be half so bitter, That Time brings love, and then regret I did not know,—when first we met. I wonder will she soon forget. Was it a tear that I saw glitter? I did not know when first we met That parting would be half so bitter.

I shall miss him, at first, I know: But still, he had grown rather silly. Poor boy! How grieved he was to go! I shall miss him at first I know. No one could say I flirted though; I always was quite stiff and chilly! I shall miss him at first I know, But still he had grown rather silly.