<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391502" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Parting Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When will ye think of me, my friends?<br>When will ye think of me?<br>When the last red light, the farewell of day,<br>From the rock and the river is passing away,<br>When the air with a deep'ning hush is fraught,<br>And the heart grows burden'd with tender thought<br>Then let it be! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When will ye think of me, kind friends?<br>When will ye think of me?<br>When the rose of the rich midsummer time<br>Is fill'd with the hues of its glorious prime;<br>When ye gather its bloom, as in bright hours fled,<br>From the walks where my footsteps no more may tread;<br>Then let it be! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When will ye think of me, sweet friends?<br>When will ye think of me?<br>When the sudden tears o'erflow your eye<br>At the sound of some olden melody;<br>When ye hear the voice of a mountain stream,<br>When ye feel the charm of a poet's dream;<br>Then let it be! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus let my memory be with you, friends!<br>Thus ever think of me!<br>Kindly and gently, but as of one<br>For whom 'tis well to be fled and gone;<br>As of a bird from a chain unbound,<br>As of a wanderer whose home is found;<br>So let it be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Felicia+Dorothea+Hemans">Felicia Dorothea Hemans</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391502" data-title="A Parting Song de Felicia Dorothea Hemans" data-description="When will ye think of me, my friends? When will ye think of me? When the last red light, the farewell of day, From the rock and the river is passing away, When the air with a deep'ning hush is fraught, And the heart grows burden'd with tender thou..."></div> </div> </div>

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