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I sought the Halls.
1822.
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[The halls meant were those of Eshton, where Ellen Ellison—now Mrs. Story—had resided. Set to music by Gödby.]
I sought the halls, sweet Ellen,
Where thou wast wont to be;
And I deemed, my dearest Ellen,
They still were bright with thee.
As sun-hues linger on the hill
Long after evening falls,
So seemed the light of beauty still
To gild the lonely halls!
Where thou wast wont to be;
And I deemed, my dearest Ellen,
They still were bright with thee.
As sun-hues linger on the hill
Long after evening falls,
So seemed the light of beauty still
To gild the lonely halls!
I sought the garden, Ellen,
I sought the arbour fair;
And I vow, my dearest Ellen,
Thy sweetness met me there.
The brightest Rose had left the bower,
But still her favourite scene
Retained the fragrance of the flower,
And told where she had been!
I sought the arbour fair;
And I vow, my dearest Ellen,
Thy sweetness met me there.
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But still her favourite scene
Retained the fragrance of the flower,
And told where she had been!
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