“Fare thee well! and if forever,
Still forever, fare thee well:
Even though unforgiving, never
'Gainst thee shall my heart rebel.”

— George Gordon Byron

Fare Thee Well http://readytogoebooks.com/LB-FTW46.htm, st. 1 (1816).

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English poet and a leading figure in the Romantic movement 1788–1824

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