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A SONG OF LIFE.
I left my love in the homeland dear,
And oh ! my heart was dreary !
I wandered alone by rivers clear,
And the sedgy banks of the sluggish mere,
Aweary and aweary !
I heard the wayside minstrel sing,
And oh ! my heart was dreary !
I heard the convent vespers ring,
But peace they ne'er to my soul could bring-
Aweary and aweary !
I paced mirth's halls, ablaze with light,
But oh ! my heart was dreary !
I turned me from the soulless sight,
And wept out in the starry night,
Aweary and aweary !
I thought of my love at break of day,
And oh ! my heart was dreary.
For ah ! he was miles and miles away.
And his sweet farewell on my sad heart lay,
Aweary and aweary !
A dove was away from its homeland long.
And oh ! its heart was dreary !
But now it is safe from the world's wild throng-
Safe by a bosom that's true and strong;
And never again will its low, sweet song.
Be weary and aweary !

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