Good-bye! a kind good-bye, I bid you now, my friend, And though 'tis sad to speak the word, To destiny I bend And though it be decreed by Fate That we ne'er meet again, Your image, graven on my heart, Forever shall remain. Aye, in my heart thoult have a place, Among the friends held dear,- Nor shall the hand of Time efface The memories written there. Goodbye, S.L.C.