ng—on chloris beg ill
tune—“aye wauken o”
chor—long, long the night,
heavy es the orrow
while y ul&039;s delight
is on her bed of rrow
can i cease to care?
can i cease to nguish,
while y darlg fair
is on the uch of anguish?
long, long, c
ev&039;ry hope is fled,
ev&039;ry fear is terror,
sber ev&039;n i dread,
ev&039;ry drea is horror
long, long, c
hear , powers dive!
oh, pity, hear !
take aught else of e,
but y chloris spare !
long, long, c
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