 | Virginalia ; or, songs of my summer nights |  |
THE CONFESSION.
Dear Lady! why sigh you so?
“Say, why? say, why?”
My heart is opprest with wo,
The cause of thy grief to know!
Oh! reply! do reply!
Have I wronged you? ye answer, No!
Then why are ye troubled so?
“Say, why? say, why?”
“My heart is not burthened with wo,
But with joy, that my tears now flow—
Yet, I sigh! yet, I sigh!”
“Say, why? say, why?”
My heart is opprest with wo,
The cause of thy grief to know!
Oh! reply! do reply!
Have I wronged you? ye answer, No!
Then why are ye troubled so?
“Say, why? say, why?”
“My heart is not burthened with wo,
But with joy, that my tears now flow—
Yet, I sigh! yet, I sigh!”
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Dear Lady! why weep you so?
“Say, why? say, why?”
My heart is opprest with wo,
The cause of thy grief to know!
Oh! reply! do reply!
“Say, why? say, why?”
My heart is opprest with wo,
The cause of thy grief to know!
Oh! reply! do reply!
Are ye orphaned? ye answer, No!
Then why are you weeping so?
“Say, why? say, why?”
“The reason that my tears now flow,
Is, because I do love you so!
And must have you or die!
I must have you or die!”
Then why are you weeping so?
“Say, why? say, why?”
“The reason that my tears now flow,
Is, because I do love you so!
And must have you or die!
I must have you or die!”
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