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BOHEMIAN LEGENDS.
“Oh, vain indeed, the love of earth,
To still my poor heart’s aching.
Come to me, oh, thou crucificed,
And keep my heart from breaking;
Oh, take me, Lord, unto Thyself,
I, my vain life forsaking.”
She knelt before the crucifix,
She called on her lover high.
“Oh, loved of God, oh, bridegroom mine,
Be my defense till I die.
My faint heart yearns to see thy face,
And thy glory up on high.”
The heavenly bridegroom heard her voice,
He knew, her heart was broken.
He said, “Thy prayer is heard, my bride,
This is the promised token.”
A rapture came within her heart—
Men said she died heartbroken.
