- - THE PARTING. Lo! I go, my boume Bessie, Fare thee well! Yonder warts the «bop for me ;
... Yonder warts the «bop for me ; Tul | come “twill acke for thee.” my heart is aching, *O Jamie, wilt thou think on Bese, When sailing o'er the surging sea— And when on that far distant shore, Wilt thou, O Jamie, thivk on me” * The swan may leave her silent ...