Thomas Carlyle (1795–1881)

LET time and chance combine, combine,

Let time and chance combine;

The fairest love from heaven above,

That love of yours was mine,

My dear,

That love of yours was mine.

The past is fled and gone, and gone,

The past is fled and gone;

If nought but pain to me remain,

I’ll fare in memory on,

My dear,

I’ll fare in memory on.

The saddest tears must fall, must fall,

The saddest tears must fall;

In weal or woe, in this world below,

I love you ever and all,

My dear,

I love you ever and all.

A long road full of pain, of pain,

A long road full of pain;

One soul, one heart, sworn ne’er to part,—

We ne’er can meet again,

My dear,

We ne’er can meet again.

Hard fate will not allow, allow,

Hard fate will not allow;

We blessed were as the angels are,—

Adieu forever now,

My dear,

Adieu forever now.