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The Parting. 
Oh! dearest sister, can it be
That I so soon must part with thee?
Thy face beloved no more to see;
Thy voice for ever hushed from me!

Oh, no! The thought I cannot bear;
May Heaven grant my earnest prayer,
To part us not. Thy will must be,
My Father hear this Prayer to Thee.

Then softly spoke a voice go clear
Thy prayer is heard my sister dear,
Weep not for me, be of good cheer,
The time for us will soon appear

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