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BALLAD.
Beneath a willow's pendant shade,
Elinor, sad, unhappy fair,
Inspir'd by music's plaintive aid,
Thus breath'd her sorrows to the air:
Ah me! I feel love's poison'd dart,
In vain the poison would repel,
But who transfix'd it in my heart,
I cannot, will not, dare not tell.
Elinor, sad, unhappy fair,
Inspir'd by music's plaintive aid,
Thus breath'd her sorrows to the air:
Ah me! I feel love's poison'd dart,
In vain the poison would repel,
But who transfix'd it in my heart,
I cannot, will not, dare not tell.
When bright along the eastern skies,
The morning sheds a golden beam,
How fervent do my prayers rise,
Invoking peace and health for him.
The village maidens speak his fame,
He does all other youths excel,
But where he dwells, or what's his name,
I cannot, will not, dare not tell.
The morning sheds a golden beam,
How fervent do my prayers rise,
Invoking peace and health for him.
The village maidens speak his fame,
He does all other youths excel,
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I cannot, will not, dare not tell.
Zephyr, as you with the cooling air
Light around his temples play,
Soft to his ear these tidings bear;
Whisp'ring gently, Zephyr, say,
Speak in the language of a sigh,
How much I love, how true, how well;
But should he ask my name, reply,
I cannot, will not, dare not tell.
Light around his temples play,
Soft to his ear these tidings bear;
Whisp'ring gently, Zephyr, say,
Speak in the language of a sigh,
How much I love, how true, how well;
But should he ask my name, reply,
I cannot, will not, dare not tell.
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