maiden listens and harkens long
"Ah, me! he is flown now beyond me--
The boy I have loved so fondly!

And here I stay, with my lonely lot,
With roses, ah!--and forget-me-not,
And he whose heart I'd be sharing--
He is gone on his far wayfaring!"

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FAREWELL[22] (1807)

Farewell, farewell! From thee
Today, love, must I sever.
One kiss, one kiss give me,
Ere I quit thee forever!

One blossom from yon tree
O give to me, I pray!
No fruit, no fruit for me!
So long I may not stay.

[Illustration: LEAVING AT DAWN]

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THE HOSTESS' DAUGHTER[23] (1809)

Three students had cross'd o'er the Rhine's dark tide;
At the door of a hostel they turned aside.

"Hast thou, Dame hostess, good ale and wine
And where is thy daughter, so sweet and fine?"

"My ale and wine are cool and clear;
On her death-bed lieth my daughter dear."

And when to the chamber they made their way,
In a sable coffin the damsel lay.

The first--the veil from her face he took,
And gazed upon her with mournful look:

"Alas! fair maiden--didst thou still live,
To thee my love would I henceforth give!"

The second--he lightly replaced the shroud,
Then round he turned him, and wept aloud:

"Thou liest, alas I on thy death-bed here;
I loved thee fondly for many a year!"

The third--he lifted again the veil,
And gently he kissed those lips so pale:

"I love thee now, as I loved of yore,
And thus will I love thee forevermore!"

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THE GOOD COMRADE[24] (1809)

I had a gallant comrade,
No better e'er was tried;
The drum beat loud to battle--
Beside me, to its rattle,
He marched, with equal stride.

A bullet flies toward us us--
"Is that for me or thee?"
It struck him, passing o'er me;
I see his corpse before me
As 'twere a part of me!

And still, while I am loading,
His outstretched hand I view;
"Not now--awhile we sever;
But, when we live forever,
Be still my comrade true!"

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THE WHITE HART[25] (1811)

Three huntsmen forth to the greenwood went;
To hunt the white hart was their intent.

They laid them under a green fir-tree,
And a singular vision befell those three.

THE FIRST HUNTSMAN

I dreamt I arose and beat on the