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THE LOVE OF LADY ANN.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  


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THE LOVE OF LADY ANN.

In her bower the lady Ann
Wept her love apart,
“Why so much of pride, ladye,
With a loving heart!
Broad and fertile are thy lands,
Stately is thy hall,
But a faithful heart, ladye,
Far outweighs them all.
Thou mayst choose thy gilded bower,
Nursing grief within,
And thy lover will forget
Love he failed to win.
Thou mayst sit in gilded bower,
I the free woods roam;
Never should a lingering bride
Share with me a home.

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Truth of heart and strength of arm,
These I bring to thee;
But thy pride hath spurned the gift—
Fare-thee-well, ladye.”
On the latchet is his glaive,
Scarce he deigns a sigh;
But the maiden's gushing tears
Tremble in her eye.
In the stirrup is his foot—
Thus do lovers part—
He to bear his pride alone,
She a breaking heart.
Trembling, doubtful, Lady Ann,
Half in fear arose;
Then with beating heart she sped,
And her arms she throws,
Clasping him with wild embrace,
Pride and home forgot,
She hath left her stately towers
For a lowly lot.