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4 Fare thee well yet think a while,

On one, whose bosom bleeds to doubt thee

Who now would rather trust that smile,

And die with thee than live without thee.

Fare thee well!—I'll think of thee!

Thou leav'st me many a bitter token;

For see distracting woman! see,

My peace is gone, my heart is broken.

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