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84. To the Blue Bell
Sacred watcher, wave thy bells!
Fair hill flower and woodland child!
Dear to me in deep green dells—
Dearest on the mountains wild—
Fair hill flower and woodland child!
Dear to me in deep green dells—
Dearest on the mountains wild—
Blue bell, even as all divine
I have seen my darling shine—
Blue bell, even as wan and frail
I have seen my darling fail—
Thou hast found a voice for me—
And soothing words are breathed by thee—
I have seen my darling shine—
Blue bell, even as wan and frail
I have seen my darling fail—
Thou hast found a voice for me—
And soothing words are breathed by thee—
Thus they murmur, ‘Summer's sun
Warms me till my life is done—
Would I rather choose to die
Under winter's ruthless sky?
Warms me till my life is done—
Would I rather choose to die
Under winter's ruthless sky?
‘Glad I bloom and calm I fade
Weeping twilight dews my bed
Mourner, mourner dry thy tears.
Sorrow comes with lengthened years!’
Weeping twilight dews my bed
Mourner, mourner dry thy tears.
Sorrow comes with lengthened years!’
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