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the gipsy girl.
Ours—for, ah! never
Roamed I forth alone,
One playmate's arm ever
Around me was thrown.

"Childhood's morn pass'd away,
Life's early days,
Then more of ardency
Grew in his gaze;
And more of tenderness
In his tone dwelt;
Oh! the pure happiness
Either heart felt.

"Merry sounds eross'd the meads
One sunny morn;
Trampling of many steeds,
Peals of a horn.
Then a gay hunting throng
Swept within sight,
Chargers bore proud along
Lady and Knight.

"Out sprang we hand in hand
In our heart's glee:
Eyes from amidst the band
Rested on me.
Then o'er me bent a face
Haughty and wild;
I swooned in the close embrace
Sire gave to child.