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The heart I loved has gone forever;
The world has no more charm for me;
My life is like a shallow river
That ripples lonely to the sea.


The heart I loved rests 'neath yon willow
That bends in beauty by the stream;
Oh! how I long to share her pillow,
And sink into some magic dream.


The flowers are blighted, and I'm benighted,
No sun for me shall shine again;
The love I cherished has rudely perished
And left me like a desert plain.