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Young Arthur

Or, The Child of Mystery: A Metrical Romance, by C. Dibdin

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BALLAD.
 
 
 
 
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BALLAD.

O, alas! for the maiden
Who sighing must sue;
Her return is derision
Tho' pity her due!
O, shame upon manhood
Enjoying her smart;

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While her face ting'd with blushes,
Betrays her sad heart!
And can you for ever
Thus treat my fond love?
Should our sex slight your passion
How keen you reprove!
But if love wounds a maiden
Disdain'd she must sigh;
She but owns love to sorrow,
Conceals it to die!
 

This Ballad is adapted to “The Groves of Blarney.” Irish Melodies.