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In the Gloaming

words: Meta Orred; music Annie Fortescue Harrison

 

In the gloaming oh my darling
when the lights are dim and low,
And the quiet shadows falling
softly come and softly go.
When the winds are sobbing faintly
with a gentle unknown woe,
Will you think of me and love me
as you did once long ago?


In the gloaming oh my darling,
think not bitterly of me.
Though I passed away in silence,
left you lonely, set you free.
For my heart was crushed with longing
what had been could never be.
It was best to leave you thus dear,
best for you and best for me.
It was best to leave you thus,
best for you and best for me.