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FAIR HELEN OF KIRCONNEL.
Hold me upon thy faithful heart,
Keep back my flitting breath;
'Tis early, early to depart,
Beloved!—yet this is death!
Keep back my flitting breath;
'Tis early, early to depart,
Beloved!—yet this is death!
Look on me still:—let that kind eye
Be the last light I see!
Oh! sad it is in spring to die,
But yet I die for thee!
Be the last light I see!
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But yet I die for thee!
For thee, my own! thy stately head
Was never thus to bow—
Give tears when with me love hath fled,
True love, thou know'st it now!
Was never thus to bow—
Give tears when with me love hath fled,
True love, thou know'st it now!
Oh the free streams look'd bright, where'er
We in our gladness roved;
And the blue skies were very fair—
O friend! because we loved.
We in our gladness roved;
And the blue skies were very fair—
O friend! because we loved.
Farewell!—I bless thee—live thou on,
When this young heart is low!
Surely my blood thy life hath won—
Clasp me once more—I go!
When this young heart is low!
Surely my blood thy life hath won—
Clasp me once more—I go!
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