Could I bring back lost youth again And be what I have been, I’d court you in a gallant strain, My young and fair Florine. But mine’s the chilling age that chides Devoted rapture’s glow, And Love that conquers all besides Finds time a conqu’ring foe. Farewell, we’re severed by our fate As far as night from noon; You came into the world too late, And I depart so soon.
- by Thomas Campbell (1777 - 1844) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Francis George Scott (1880 - 1958), "Florine", 1943, published 1949 [ voice and piano ], from 35 Scottish Lyrics and other Poems, no. 28, Bayley & Ferguson for The Saltire Society, Glasgow, page 108 [ sung text checked 1 time]
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