"Good-bye, my friend! " He takes her hand- The pressures blend: They understand But vaguely why, with drooping eye, Each moans-"Good-bye! -Good-bye!"
"Dear friend, good-bye! " O she could smile If she might cry A little while! - She says, "I _ought_ to smile-but I- Forgive me-_There! _-Good-bye!"
"‘Good-bye? ' Ah, no: I hate," says he, "These ‘good-byes' so! " "And _I_," says she, "Detest them so-why, I should _die_ Were this a _real_ ‘good-bye! "
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