DINNA FORGET.
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Here, put on thy finger this ring, love,


And, when thou art far DER the sea,
Perhaps to my mind it will bring, love.


Some thought-some remembrance OF me:
Our moments of rapture and bliss, love,


The haunts where so oft we have met,
These tears, and this last parting kiss, love,


II tells thee, o "dinna forget"
We might look on yon fair moon, love,


Oft gazed on by us with delight,
And think of each other alone, love,


At one sacred hour every night:
But ahl ere she'd rise to thy view love,


To me she long, long would be set,
Then look to this t0fen more true, love,


On thy fnger-and "dinna forget"
Thou mayst meet faces more fair, love.


And charms more attractive than mine;
De moved by more winning air, love,


Or struck by figure more fine;


But should'st thou brighter eye see, love,


Or rrnglets of more glossy jet,


Let this still thy talisman be, love.
Look on it, and "dinna forget"
And o when thou writest to me, love,
The sealing impress with this ring,
And that a sweet earnest will be love,
To which, with fond hope will cling,
That to thy vows will be true love;
That happiness waiteth us yeti
One parting embrace-now adieu love-
This moment l'll never forget!