I have sung an obscure one as farewell but most people don't know it.
by Thomas Moore
Farewell But Whenever you welcome the hour
That awakens the night song of mirth in your bower
Then think of the Friend who once welcomed it too
And forgot his own griefs to be happy with you
His griefs may return, not a hope may remain,
Of the view that once brightened his pathway of pain,
But he ne'er will forget the short vision which threw,
It's enchantment around him, while lingering with you.

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