Since, Moggy, I mun bid adieu, How can I help despairing? Let cruel Fate us still pursue, There`s nought more worth my caring. `Twas she alone could calm my soul When racking thoughts did grieve me; Her eyes my trouble could control, And into joys deceive me. Farewell ye brooks! no more along Your banks mun I be walking; No more you`ll hear my pipe or song, Or pretty Moggy`s talking. But I by death an end will give To grief since we mun sever; For who can after parting live, Ought to be wretched ever.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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