Good-bye My Fancy

Good-bye My Fancy

　　good-bye my fancy!

　　farewell dear mate,dear love!

　　i'm going away,i know not where,

　　or to what fortune, or whether i may ever see you again,

　　so good-bye my fancy.

　　now for my last-let me look back a moment;

　　the slower fainter ticking of the clock is in me,

　　exit, nightfall,and soon the heart-thud stopping.

　　long have we lived, joy'd,caress'd together;

　　delightful!-now separation-good-bye my fancy.

　　yet let me not be too hasty,

　　long indeed have we lived, slept, filter'd, become really

　　blended into one;

　　then if we die we die together, (yes,we'll remain one,)

　　if we go anywhere we'll be better off and blither, and learn something,

　　may-be it is yourself now really ushering me

　　to the true songs, (who knows?)

　　may-be it is you the mortal knob really undoing,turning

　　-so now finally,

　　good-bye-and hail! my fancy.