Some of you does yet remain
Now, it is time for us to part
I think of you, my dearest heart;
in that, my sanity sustain;
for some of you does yet remain.
I’ll take your now cold hand in mine
and while, once more, they do entwine;
soft whisper all my vows again
for some of you does yet remain.
When only ashes I have left;
I will forgive the burning theft
and so forbear my ugly pain
for some of you does yet remain.
I’ll nightly rest my weary head
and dream within our marriage bed
then sleep where lovers often lain;
for some of you does yet remain.
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