Чарльз Вильерс Стэнфорд (2) - Farewell, My Joy - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Farewell, my joy! For other hearts the Spring,
 For other eyes the roses; but for me
 The iron gate, the shadowy cypress-tree,
 The solemn dirge that cloistered voices sing.
 
 Farewell, my joy! Alas, I loved thee well!
 For no light matter had I let thee go.
 I cherished thee in rain, and wind, and snow.
 I bound thee to my breast with many a spell.
 
 Hail and farewell, my joy! If I might give
 To one sweet friend the rapture that I miss,
 Read in her eyes that ecstasy of bliss,
 Tho' death were in my own, I yet should live.