FAREWELL.
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My lover of the past, farewell! I do not thee regret; For thou hast proven false to me, And I will thee forget. I would not turn the wheel of time, Thy recreant love to gain; For having once been false to me, Thou wouldst be false again. My love a plaything was to thee, ’Twas only for a day; When weary of the love I gave, ’Twas cast by thee away. My lover of the past, farewell! I grieve not for thee now. When trust is gone, love follows soon Upon a broken vow.