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She missed the stranger's presence dear,
And his kindly-whispered words of cheer;
She missed the smiles that mantled his cheek,
And that noble brow, so calm and meek.

At last, one day, when all was still,
And nought was heard save the murmuring rill,
The stranger came across the moor,
And gently knocked at her lowly door.

Then Evelyn's cheek grew sparkling and bright,
And her eyes beamed again with happy delight;
She welcomed the stranger, now doubly dear,
With a ringing laugh and voice so clear.

"I have come, sweet Evelyn," the young man cried,
"To ask you to be my cherished bride,
To ask you to choose, for your future lot,
My palace home, or this humble cot.

"I will bring to you riches o'er land and sea,
If you will but pledge your faith to me;
I will bring to you raiment, costly and rare,
And pearls to twine 'mid your golden hair."