Stanza | Poetry Source by First Line | |||
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1 |
Dear friends, farewell! I do you tell, Since you and I must part; I go away, and here you stay, But still we're joined at heart. Your love to me has been most free, Your conversation sweet; How can I bear to journey where With you I cannot meet? |
Brethren farewell, I do you tell,, Stanzas 1 & 2 |
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2 |
I trust you'll pray both night and day, And keep your garments white; For you and me that we may be The children of the Light. If you die first, anon you must, The will of God be done; I hope the Lord will you reward With an immortal crown. |
Brethren farewell, I do you tell,, Stanzas 5 & 6 |