Song. Why Do I Think On Thee Poem by Edward Henry Bickersteth

Song. Why Do I Think On Thee



Why do I think on thee,
Dearest, oh! say?
Why do I think on thee,
Far—far away?
Wan is my cheek and pale
Watching for thee;
Why should I weep and wail?
Come, love, to me.
Though fair ones surround thee,
The witty—the gay—
Wilt thou remember me,
Far—far away?

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