good-bye my fancy!
farewell dear mate,dear love!
i'm going away,i know not where,
or to what fortune, or whether i may ever see you again,
so good-bye my fancy.
now for my last-let me look back a moment;
the slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me,
exit, nightfall,and soon the heart-thud stopping.
long have we lived, joy'd,caress'd together;
delightful!-now separation-good-bye my fancy.
yet let me not be too hasty,
long indeed have we lived, slept, filter'd, become really
blended into one;
then if we die we die together, (yes,we'll remain one,)
if we go anywhere we'll be better off and blither, and learn something,
may-be it is yourself now really ushering me
to the true songs, (who knows?)
may-be it is you the mortal knob really undoing,turning
-so now finally,
good-bye-and hail! my fancy.
