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CARMEN 1)1 SEPOI-CKI. 



COME to my narrow bed 



My cold and calm sojourn ! 

 No riot there is bred, 



No raging passions burn ; 

 No cruel wrongs their poison shed 

 Come to my narrow bed ! 



Come to my narrow bed 



To her whom thou didst love ! 

 In life we could not wed, 



And death our faith will prove ; 

 Come to thy nuptial with the dead- 

 Come to my narrow bed ! 



Come to my narrow bed ! 



Six boards the couch compose ; 

 The worm, our bridemaid, at my head 



Attends our long repose ; 

 Thy last of life is well nigh sped 

 Come to my narrow bed ! 



Come to my narrow bed ! 

 Life hath no rest so sweet ; 



With me thou canst not dread 



The sod at head and feet, 

 Where Spring's sweet flowers are bred 



Come to my narrow bed ! 



Come to my narrow bed ! 



No toil awaits thee there ; 

 Pain never racks the weary head, 



Unknown is carking care : 

 Come where no grief can ever tread 

 Come to my narrow bed ! 



Come to my narrow bed ! 

 There holy peace is given ; 

 There care-worn souls are led 



Up to the land of heaven, 

 To taste of bliss unlimited 

 Come to my narrow bed ! 



Come to my narrow bed !- 



Come to thy parted bride ! 

 Sweet is the slumber, 'mid the dead, 



Of lovers side by side : 

 Come, by our long-told love, and wed- 

 Come to my narrow bed ! 



