SONG
.
THE
moments
fly
,
and
we
must
part
,
To
weep
a
long
adieu
;
But
still
this
fond
,
this
faithful
heart
,
Shall
feel
,
shall
beat
for
you
.
Though
seas
and
adverse
fates
divide
,
Yet
thought
unseen
shall
fly
Upon
the
light
breeze
o'er
the
tide
.
And
in
your
bosom
die
.