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When the cold shadows gloam
On the broad ocean's span,
Silent and sad I roam
Far from the haunts of man,
Silent and sad I roam
Far from the haunts of man,
And there by the cold gray sea,
Oh, let my thoughts go free,
To dream of the love that loves me not,
Dear one to dream of thee.
To dream of the love that loves me not,
Dear one to dream of thee.

There is a mournful song,
Sung by the list'ning wave,
"Come to the silent throng,
Down in my deep sea grave,
Come to the silent throng,
Down in my deep sea grave!"
And there by the cold gray sea,
That singeth alone to me,
It sings of the love that loves me not;
Dear one it sings of thee,
It sings of the love that loves me not;
Dear one it sings of thee.

Dear one it sings of thee.
It sings of the love that loves me not;
It sings of thee.

By Arthur Sullivan
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The Love that Love Me Not
Lyrics
Vocal
Right Hand
Left Hand