beauty be gone alas, to northern sky
from shallowed port, go wave good-bye
be gone, begone from t'is old bed
go surge ahead - all pain be dead
go say your prayer, in hidden light
a storm now passed - there's no more fight
be gone dear love, its been too long
and like a bird go sing your song
be gone my love you can now rest
and be in heaven - where thou art blessed
be gone my friend though far from me
yet in my heart you 'll always be
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Agree with Lorraine, lovely and sad. Well penned Godfrey.