html.skin-theme-clientpref-night @media(prefers-color-scheme:dark){html.skin-theme-clientpref-os }"FAREWELL! since never more for thee
The Sun comes up our eastern skies;
Less bright henceforth shall sunshine be
To some fond hearts and saddened eyes.
"There are who for thy last long sleep
Shall sleep as sweetly never more;
Shall weep because thou canst not weep,
And grieve that all thy griefs are o'er.
"Sad thrift of love! the loving breast
On which the aching head was thrown
Gave up the weary head to rest
But kept the aching for its own."