"If, maiden, thou wouldst wend with me, To leave both tower and town,

Thou first must guess what life lead we 15
That dwell by dale and down.
And if thou canst that riddle read,
As read full well you may,

Then to the greenwood shalt thou speed,
As blithe as Queen of May."-
Yet sung she: "Brignall banks are fair,
And Greta woods are green;

I'd rather rove with Edmund there,
Than reign our English queen.

"I read you by your bugle-horn,
And by your palfrey good,

I read you for a ranger sworn
To keep the King's greenwood."
"A ranger, lady, winds his horn,
And 'tis at peep of light:

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His sword in battle keen"

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For Jock of Hazeldean.

His blast is heard at merry morn, And mine at dead of night.'

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Yet sung she: "Brignall banks are fair,
And Greta woods are gay;

I would I were with Edmund there,
To reign his Queen of May.

"With burnished brand and musketoon So gallantly you come,

I read you for a bold dragoon

(1788-1824)

WHEN WE TWO PARTED

When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years,

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ever shine;

Where the light wings of Zephyr, oppressed

with perfume,

Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gúl in her

In color though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,

And all, save the spirit of man, is divine? 15 'Tis the clime of the East; 'tis the land of the Sun

mer is green,

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That host with their banners at sunset

were seen:

Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,

That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.

on the blast,