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THE
DYING
BOY.
Concluded.
Kiss
my
fe
-
vered
cheek,
I'll
soon
be
free'd
from
all
the
pain,
For
now
I
am
so
weak.
Kiss
my
fe
-
vered
cheek,
I'll
soon
be
free'd
from
all
the
pain.
For
now
I
am
so
weak.
2. Now
light
the
lamps,
my
mother
dear,
The
sun
has
passed
away:
I
soon
must
go,
but
do
not
fear,
I'll
live
in
endless
day.
3 I'm
sinking
fast,
my
mother
dear,
I
can
no
longer
dwell;
Yet
I'll
be
with
you,
do
not
fear,
But
now,
oh
now,
farewell
!
4
A
band
of
angels
beckon
me,
I
can
no
longer
stay;
Hark!
how
they
sing:
"We
welcome
thee:
Dear
brother,
haste
away."
5
The
hour
has
come,
my
end
is
near,
My
soul
is
mounting
higher;
What
glorious
strains
salute
my
ear,
From
heaven's
angelic
choir.
6
Their
flowing
robes
in
brightness
shine.
A
crown
is
on
each
hand;
Say,
mother,
will
not
such
be
mine
When
I
am
with
the
dead?
7
Then
do
not
weep,
sweet
mother,
now,
'Twill
break
this
body
frail;
Those
burning
tears
fall
o'er
my
brow,
Farewell,
oh
I
fare
thee
well.