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I'VE SOUGHT HIM IN THE SILENT GROVE.

I

I've sought him in the silent grove,
I've sought him by the sea;
I've sung the air he used to love,
Why comes he not to me?
The carnival to-night
Can give me no delight,
Until I hear his voice,
The partner of my choice.
I've sought him in the silent grove,
I've sought him by the sea;
I've sung the air he used to love.
Why comes he not to me?

II

Ah now I see him dance along,
The lightest of the set;
And now I hear his merry song,
Guitar, and castanet.
Though 'tis no easy task
To trace me in my mask;
True love can never doubt—
At once he finds me out.
To-night we seek no silent grove,
Nor wander by the sea;
While minstrels play the airs we love,
He'll gaily dance with me.