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11O farewell, my Frances, sweet Frances, adieu! O farewell my Frances, sweet Frances, adieu!
22My heart's dearest hopes are all cent'red in you; My heart's dearest hopes are all center'd in you;
33On Penmaen's proud cliff will you watch for the gales On Penmaen's proud cliff will you watch for the gales
44That speed from the shores of high Arvon our sails? That speed from the shores of high Arvon our sails?
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66On our dear native land when I breathe my last sighs, When tempests in fury around me shall rave,
77Once more to that cliff I will lift my sad eyes; How oft will I think of that dark echoing cave,
88And though my fond sorrows are lost in the air, Where trembling she shelter'd her delicate form,
99I'll teach my sick fancy to meet with thee there! While the rocks all around us rebellow'd the storm.
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1111When tost on the ocean's rude billows I mourn, O when the pale moonbeam sleeps sweet on the wave,
1212How often my heart to that glen will return, Wilt thou wander alone by he sea-beaten cave;
1313Where Frances, in beauty and innocence drest, And cherish a tender remembrance of me,
1414First wak'd the soft anguish that swells in my breast. Tho' doomed in long exile to languish for thee.
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16For thee shall my orisons rise in the dawn,
17On the clouds of the twilight thy form shall be drawn;
18And when the last sun-beam is quench'd in the sea,
19Still fancy shall dwell on an image of thee.

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