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Songs Set To Music: 25.
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.
poem
by
Matthew Prior
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