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Thou Lingering
(Robert Burns)
ling'ring star, with less'ning ray,
That lov'st to the early morn,
Again usher'st in the day
My Mary from my was torn.
O Mary dear shade!
is thy place of blissful rest ?
See'st thou thy lowly laid?
Hear'st thou the groans that rend this
sacred hour can I forget?
Can I the hallow'd grove,
Where, by the Ayr, we met, '
To live one day of parting ?
Eternity cannot
Those records dear of past,
Thy image at our last
Ah! little thought our last!
Ayr, gurgling, kiss'd his shore,
with wild-woods, thickening green;
The fragrant and hawthorn hoar,
'Twin'd amorous round the raptur'd
The flowers wanton to be prest,
The birds sang love on spray,
too, too soon, the glowing west,
Proclaim'd the speed of day.
Still these scenes my mem'ry wakes,
And fondly broods with
but th'impression stronger makes,
As their channels deeper wear.
O Mary! departed shade!
Where is thy place of blissful
See'st thy lover lowly laid?
Hear'st thou the groans rend his breast?
tune: Capt'n Death (274)
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