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The Port Folio 5(7):112, Philadelphia, 1808
"By a Camerian* Indian"
1. When shall we three meet again?
When shall we three meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope expire,
Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we three shall meet again!
Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parch'd beneath a hostile sky,
Though the deep between us rolls,
Friendship shall unite our souls :
Still in Fancy's rich domain
Oft shall we three meet again.
When around this youthful pine
Moss shall creep and ivy twine,
When our burnished locks are gray,
Thinned by many a toil-spent day;
May this long-loved bower remain:
Here may we three meet again!
When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasted lamp is dead,
When in cold oblivion's shade
Beauty, power and fame are laid,
Where immortal spirits reign,
Then may we three meet again!
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Zion Songster, New York, 1829
1. When shall we all meet again?
When shall we all meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope aspire.
Oft shall wearied love retire,
Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we all shall meet again.
2. Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parched beneath the hostile sky;
Though the deep between us rolls,
Friendship shall unite our souls;
And in fancy's wide domain,
There shall we all meet again.
3. When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasted lamps are dead;
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid,
Where immortal spirits reign.
There may we all meet again.
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Choice Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Concord, 1832
1. When shall we three meet again?
When shall we three meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope expire,
Oft shall wearied love retire;
Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
E'er we three shall meet again.
2. Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parched beneath a hostile sky;
Though the deep between us roll,
Friendship shall unite our souls;
And in fancy’s wide domain
Oft shall we three meet again.
3. When our burnished locks are grey,
Thinned by many a toil spent day;
When around this youthful pine,
Moss shall creep and ivy twine;
Long may this loved bower remain;
Here may we three meet again.
4. When the dreams of life are fled,
When its wasted lamps are dead,
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, wealth, and fame are laid;
Where immortal spirits reign,
There may we all meet again.
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Southern Harmony, 1835
1. When shall we all meet again?
When shall we all meet again?
Oft shall glowing hope aspire,
Oft shall wearied love retire,
Oft shall death and sorrow reign,
Ere we all shall meet again.
2 Though in distant lands we sigh,
Parched beneath a hostile sky,
Though the deep between us rolls,
Friendship shall unite our souls;
And in fancy’s wide domain,
Oft shall we all meet again.
3. When our burnished locks are grey,
Thinned by many a toil-spent day,
When around the youthful pine
Moss shall creep and ivy twine:
Long may the loved bower remain,
Ere we all shall meet again.
4. When the dreams of life are fled.
When its wasted lamps are dead,
When in cold oblivion's shade,
Beauty, fame and wealth are laid,
Where immortal spirits reign,
There may we all meet again.
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