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Our bu/gles sang truce/ for the niglit-/C'loud had hnvei'd/. and 

 the sen/tinel stars/ set their watch/ in the sky/. 



An' half/ our buUicks per/ished when the drought/ was on the 

 land/, an' the burn/in' lieat that daz/zles as it dan/ces on the 

 sand/. 



The Assy/rian came down/ like a wolf/on the fold/, and his co/- 

 horts were gleam/ing in pur/ple and gold/. 



And the bush/ hath friends to meet/him and their kind/ly voices 

 gi-eet/ him in the mur/mur of the breez/es and the riv/er on its 

 bars/. 



Since when/ all songs/ for jo/ vial souls/ hav/ing no/thing, 

 thought/divine/. 



As gay/ as a lark/, and as blythe/ as a bee/, hand/some, 

 gen/erous, spright/ly, and young/. 



I have read/her roman/ces of dame/and knight/; she/was my 

 prin/cess, my pride/, ray pet/, 



Wlien love/ly wo/ man stoops/ to fol/ly, and finds/ too late/ that 

 men/ betray/. 



Then up/ with the Bau/ner, let fo/rest winds fan/ her, she has 

 blazed/ over Et/trick eight a/ges and more/. 



Of the mail/ cover' d ba/rons, who proud/ly to bat/tie led their 

 yas/sals from Eu/rope to Pal/estine's jilain/. 



And is/ she dead ?/ and did/ they dare/ obey/ my fren/zy's"jea/- 

 lous ra/ving ? 



The pine/ boughs arc sing/ing old songs/ witli new glad/ness, the 

 bil/lows and f oun/tains fresh mu/sic are fling/ing. 



At the dance/ in the vil/lage thy white/ foot was fleet/est ; thy 

 voice/ 'mid the con/cert of maid/ens was sweet/est. 



And the daugh/ter3 of the Var/dens — they_ are beau/tiful as 

 Gra/ces — b\it the bal/cony's deser/ted, and they rare/ly show 

 their fa/ces. 



Awake 1/ my love/, the sun's/ bright ray/, hill/ and yal/ley's 

 now/adorn/ing. 



Her voice/ did cpii/ver as/ we part/ed, yet knew/ I not/ that 



heart/was brok/en. _, 



The soul/ speaking eyes/ are the lan/guage of bliss/es, and we'll 

 talk/ with our eyes/ amidst si/lent kiss/es. 



Though thy beau/ty must fade/, yet thy j'outh/ I'll remem/bcr; 

 that thy May/ was my own/ when thou show/est Decem/ber. 



The coach/man then held/ the door fast/ in his hand/, to let/ me 



get out/ he was not/ at all wiU/ing. sirs. 

 Oh, I'm/ call'd the Ja/nus, the pride/ of gentil/ity. as jus/tice I 



act/. I'm sure/, with abil/ity. 

 As the wise/, brave, and good/, of thy frowns/ seldom shape/ any, 



witness brave/ Belisa/rius, wlio begged/ for a ha'-/)ienny. 



Aske/ me why/ I send/ you here/ this sweet/ Infan/ta of/ the 

 yeere ?/ 



Bird/ of the wil/derness, blith/some and cum/berless, light/ be 

 thy ma/tin o'er wood/land and lea !/ 



Must/ thou go/ my glo/rious chief/. se/ver'd from/ thy faith/- 

 f ul few ?/ 



Hie/ upon Hie/ lands and low/ upon Tay/, bon/nie George 



Cara]3/bell rode oiit/ on a day/. 



God/ be with/ thee, glad/some o/cean ! how glad/ly greet/ I 



thee/ once more !/ .; 



There's/ a wo/man like/ a dew-/drop, she's/ so pur/er th.an/ 

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