Genie's second link led to the American Memory Collection of the Library of Congress. On this page (click) there was an answer to "When This Cruel War Is Over."
-Joe Offer

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ANSWER TO WHEN THIS CRUEL WAR IS OVER

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Sent to any address by mail, on receipt of Five Cents.

Words by EDNOR ROSSITER, Music by B. FRANK WALTERS.

The music can be had of LEE & WALKER, 722 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia.

I remember the hour when sadly we parted,
The tears on your pale cheeks glist'ning like dew;
When clasped in your arms, almost broken hearted,
I swore by the bright sky I'd ever be true.
True to the love that nothing could sever,
And true to the flag of my country forever.

CHORUS.

Then weep not, love, oh! weep not,
Think not hopes are vain,
For when this fatal war is over,
We will surely meet again.

Oh, let not my own love, the summer winds winging
Their sweet laden zephyrs o'er land and sea,
Bring aught to your heart with the Autumn birds singing,
But hopes for the future, and bright dreams of me:
For while in your pure heart my mem'ry you're keeping,
I ne'er can be lonely while waking or sleeping.

CHORUS--Then weep not, love, &c.

But if, while the loud shouts of vict'ry are ringing
O'er the land that foul traitors have sought to betray,
You hear o'er the voices so joyfully singing,
That he who so loved you has fallen in the fray,
Oh, think that he's gone where there's dark treason never,
Where tears and sad partings are banished forever.

CHORUS--Then weep not, love, &c.

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