  Isn’t it hard to drive back your feelings When therein shines a smile, For the one whom you love so dearly, And their life could mean you worth while. But drive it back secret love, Into a day of darkness and rain, You hold the wrath of deep sighing, And to our hearts, you bring racking pain. It hangs heavily on mind, And its stealing what nature has given. Oh! why does fate, with this bad omen Hold this torturing, in which we live? |
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