Anne Hunter (Энн Хантер)

Song 12. Where the green ivy twining

WHERE the green ivy twining,
Binds round the burn's brow,
I heard a voice complaining
In numbers sad and low.
"Alas! she's gone for ever,
Now low in earth she lies;
And I, forlorn, shall never
Behold those speaking eyes.
" The pangs of grief beguiling,
She sooth'd our parting hour;
Amidst her tears soft smiling,
Like sunbeams thro' a shower.
"But, ah! she's gone for ever,
Now low in earth she lies,
And I, forlorn, must never
Behold those speaking eyes."

1. Lelia, or, The Maniac's Song
2. November, 1784
3. Song 11. THE anguish of my bursting heart
4. Laura
5. To the Memory of a Lovely Infant, Written Seven Years after His Death

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