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THE STUDENT'S SERENADE.
143
Not even to keep your priceless love,
Dare I, Beloved, deceive;
This treason should the future prove,
Then, only then, believe!
I know the path I ought to go;
I follow fearlessly,
Inquiring not what deeper woe
Stern duty stores for me.
So foes pursue, and cold allies
Mistrust me, every one:
Let me be false in others' eyes,
If faithful in my own.
Ellis.
THE STUDENT'S SERENADE.
I have slept upon my couch,
But my spirit did not rest,
For the labours of the day
Yet my weary soul opprest;