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XXXVI RHINEGRAVE

Upon my First's blue stream
The moon's cold light is sleeping,
And Marion in her mournful dream
Is wandering there and weeping.
Where is my Whole?—this hour
His boat should cleave the water;
He is a Knight of pride and power,
But he loves the Huntsman's daughter.
The shroud her marriage vest—
The stone her nuptial pillow—
So, in my Second let her rest,
Beneath the grieving willow.
Where is my Whole?—go Song,
Go solemn Song, to chide him;
His hall lets in a revelling throng,
And a gay bride smiles beside him!
August, 1829.