Soldier's Farewell

 

Ah, love, how can I leave thee?

The sad thought deep doth grieve me.

But know what-e'er befalls me

I go where honor calls me.

Farewell, farewell!

My own true love!

Farewell, farewell!

My own true love!

No more shall I behold thee,

Or to my heart enfold thee;

In war's array appearing,

The foe's stern hosts are nearing.

Farewell, farewell!

My own true love!

Farewell, farewell!

My own true love!

I'll think of thee with longing,

When thoughts with tears come thronging;

And on the field if lying,

I'll breathe thy dear name, dying.

Farewell, farewell!

My own true love!

Farewell, farewell!

My own true love!

Soldier's Farewell
Johanna Kinkel
(1810-1858)
German composer and writer
teacher and revolutionary

The Farewell
(1986)

Don Stivers

(1926-2009)

American artist
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