by John L. Stoddard
Who knows if we shall meet again?
Behind each parting lurks a fear;
We smile to hide the haunting pain–
The rising tear.
You tell me we shall meet, but where?
The way is dark, the world is wide.
I only know, in my despair,
Our paths divide.
You say that we shall meet, but how?
The years slip by and make us old;
‘Tis easy to forget love’s vow,
If hearts grow cold.
Why part then, if we do not know?
(Dear God, if one of us should die!)
I cannot, dare not let thee go;
Say not, “Good-bye!”
Two Songs, Op. 76
Composer(s): Amy Beach
Song(s): Separation (op. 76, no. 1)
The Lotos Isles (op. 76, no. 2)