Parting - Lyriel

There’s no use in weeping

Though we are condemned to part:

There’s such a thing as keeping

A remembrance in one’s heart:

There’s such a thing as dwelling

On the thought ourselves have nurs’d

And with scorn and courage telling

The world to do its worst

We’ll not let its follies grieve us

We’ll just take them as they come;

And then every day will leave us

A merry laugh for home

When we’ve left each friend and brother

When we’re parted wide and far

We will think of one another

As even better than we are

Wide and far

Every glorious sight above us

Every pleasant sight beneath

We’ll connect with those that love us

Whom we truly love till death !

We can burst the bonds which chain us

Which cold human hands have wrought

And where none shall dare restrain us

We can meet again, in thought

When we’ve left each friend and brother

When we’re parted wide and far

We will think of one another

As even better than we are

When we’ve left each friend and brother

When we’re parted wide and far

We will think of one another

As even better than we are