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Wilt Thou Be True?
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(published by Horace Waters, N.Y., 1864)
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Wilt thou be true, dearest to me,
Though I may wander far off from thee?
Over my heart,
No gloom will come,
If thou art
Faithful where-e’er I roam,
Still in my dreams,
Thy angel face
Smiling through tear-drops
Fondly I’ll trace
Thy voice will cheer
Life’s journey through,
Wilt thou be true, love?
Wilt thou be true?
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3.
Wilt thou be true though fate shall bring
Tempest and sorrows, clouding our spring?
Life’s roses fair,
Now gem our way,
Wilt thou be constant
Should these decay?
Hope’s gentle star
Beaming so bright,
Though fondly trusted
May take its flight,
Should want and woe
Our steps pursue,
Wilt thou be true, love?
Wilt thou be true?
Wilt thou be true though lips of scorn,
Seek to revile me when I am gone?
Say, wilt thou weep,
When evening falls,
As busy mem’ry,
My form recalls?
Wilt thou be true?
Doubt swiftly flies
Whilst I am gazing
Into thine eyes,
Through tearful gleams--
Through tender blue
Sweetly they whisper
Thou wilt be true!
   
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