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ISABEL.

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(Spanish Air.)

I

Wake, dearest, wake! and, again united,
We'll rove by yonder sea;
And where our first vows of love were plighted
Our last farewell shall be.
There oft I've gaz'd on thy smiles delighted,
And there I'll part from thee,
Isabel!

II

Dark is my doom; and from thee I sever,
Whom I have lov'd alone:
'Twere cruel to link thy fate for ever
With sorrows like my own.
Go—smile on more lively friends, and never
Lament me when I'm gone,
Isabel!

III

And when at length in these lonely bowers
Some happier youth you see,
And you cull for him spring's sweetest flowers,
And he sings of love for thee;
When you laugh with him at these vanish'd hours,
O! tell him to love like me,
Isabel!

IV

May his harp in mirthful moments bless thee
With measures light and gay;
And if mournful thoughts should e'er oppress thee,
And cloud thy youthful day,
May he with unchanging love caress thee,
And kiss thy tears away,
Isabel!