Let not a tear be shed! Of grief give not a token, Although the silver thread And golden bowl be broken! A warrior lived--a Christian died! Sorrow's forgotten in our pride! ...
In the days that are gone, by this sweet-flowing water, Two lovers reclined in the shade of a tree; She was the mountain-king's rosy-lipped daughter, The brave warrior-chief of the valley was he....
Come to me in cherry-time, And, as twilight closes, We will have a merry time, Here among the roses! When the breezes crisp the tide, And the lindens quiver, In our bark we'll safely glide...
First they said it would not do; But, when he got through it, Then they vowed they always knew That he didn't do it! Lies are rolling stones, of course, But they can't adhere to MORSE.
Fare thee well, love!--We must sever! Nor for years, love; but for ever! We must meet no more--or only Meet as strangers--sad and lonely. Fare thee well!
I never have been false to thee!-- The heart I gave thee still is thine; Though thou hast been untrue to me, And I no more may call thee mine! I've loved, as woman ever loves,...
I love the night when the moon streams bright On flowers that drink the dew-- When cascades shout as the stars peep out, From boundless fields of blue; But dearer far than moon or star,...
Ho! brothers--come hither and list to my story-- Merry and brief will the narrative be. Here, like a monarch, I reign in my glory-- Master am I, boys, of all that I see!...
O Love! the mischief thou hast done! Thou god of pleasure and of pain!-- None can escape thee--yes there's one-- All others find the effort vain: Thou cause of all my smiles and tears!...
Look from thy lattice, love-- Listen to me! The cool, balmy breeze Is abroad on the sea! The moon, like a queen, Roams her realms above, And naught is awake But the spirit of love....
"Lord of the castle! oh, where goest thou? Why is the triumph of pride on thy brow?" "Pilgrim, my bridal awaits me to-day, Over the mountains away and away."
Love thee, dearest?--Hear me.--Never Will my fond vows be forgot! May I perish, and for ever, When, dear maid, I love thee not! Turn not from me, dearest!--Listen! Banish all thy doubts and fears!...
My bark is out upon the sea-- The moon's above; Her light a presence seems to me Like woman's love. My native land I've left behind-- Afar I roam; In other climes no hearts I'll find...
Near the lake where drooped the willow, Long time ago!-- Where the rock threw back the billow Brighter than snow-- Dwelt a maid, beloved and cherished By high and low;...
Some spirit wafts our mountain lay-- Hili ho! boys, hili ho! To distant groves and glens away! Hili ho! boys, hili ho! E'en so the tide of empire flows-- Ho! boys, hili ho!...
Oh, think of me, my own beloved, Whatever cares beset thee! And when thou hast the falsehood proved, Of those with smiles who met thee-- While o'er the sea, think, love, of me,...