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Two dark-brown eyes looked into mine         Two eyes with restless quiver;     A gentle hand crept in my own         Beside the gleaming river.     "Ah, sweet," I murmured, passing sad,         You will forget me ever?"     The dear, brown eyes their answer gave;         "I will forget you NEVER."     Up in the leaves above our heads         The winds were softly dying;     Down in the river at our feet         The lilies pale were lying.     The winds their mournful murmur sent:         You will forget me ever?     The lilies raised their drooping heads:         We will forget you never.     A spell hung o'er the numbered hours         That chained each thought and feeling;     My heart was filled with idle dreams         That sent my sense reeling.     Once more I murmured, "Well, I know         You will forget me ever;"     Yet still the same dear promise came,         "I will forget you NEVER."     Ah, vain the words that we must speak,         Though we are still believing;     And subtle are the webs of fate         That love is ever weaving;     The dark brown eyes meet mine no more,         I am forgotten ever;     And mocking memory echoes now,         I will forget you NEVER.     Beside the idle stream I stand,         Where flowers droop and shiver     And cold and dark it seems to me         This dreary, restless river;     For, sweet, your eyes are lost to me,         I am forgotten ever;     And only MEMORY echoes now,         "I will forget you NEVER."

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