From thee Eliza, I must go,
And from my native shore;
The cruel fates between us throw,
A boundless Oceans roar.
But boundless Oceans roaring wide,
Between my Love and me;
They never, never can divide,
My heart and soul from thee,
my heart and soul from thee.
Farewell! farewell Eliza dear!
The maid that I adore;
A boding voice is in my ear
We part to meet no more
But the last throb that leaves my heart, my heart
While Death stands victor by
That throb Eliza is thy part
And thine that latest sigh, that latest sigh.
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