Tis Hard to Give the Hand Where the Heart Can Never Be

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E. NASON & CO. SONG PUBLISHERS. 120 Fulton Street, New York

’Tis hard to give the hand

Tho’ I mingle in the throng
Of the happy and the gay
From the mirth of dance and song
I would fain be far away;
For I love to use no wile,
And I can but deem it sin
That the brow would wear a smile,
When, the soul is sad within;
Tho’ a parent’s stern command
Claims obedience from me,
Oh! ’tis hard to give the hand
Where the heart can never be;
Oh! ’tis hard to give the hand
Where the heart can never be.

I have signed and suffered long,
Yet have never told my grief,
In the hope that for my wrong
Time itself will find relief.
I will own no rebel thought,
And I will not wear the chain
That for me must still be fraught
With but misery and pain;
In all else I will be bland,
But in this I must be free,
And I will not give the hand
Where the heart can never be:
And I will not give the hand
Where the heart can never be.
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