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"I mourn not! O no!
Yet sweet 'twere to me,
Could my eyelids o'erflow."
Why hang down your eyelids,
As if lull'd in sleep,
Your mother more caution
Desires you to keep.
Child thou art to blame—
Retire thee, retire!
The neighbour's cry "shame."
"O no! my gold-mother,
Of shame do not tell—
I said to my lover
Farewell! and farewell!"
She broke the pledg'd vow,
Their hearts were both rent,
He unsheaths his sword now."[1]- ↑ i. e. He is gone to the wars.
