My lady dear I love you still
Though death's cold hand did steal thee
Though many years long have past
I shall forever long for thee
Deep in the grave you have laid
And moss grows on your gravestone
Your spirit forever sail my way
And sweeten each day until death takes me away
Then forever more we shall be
Once more in each other's company
To face eternity hand in hand
To explore that undying land
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