Earl March look'd on his dying child ...
By Thomas Campbell
Song
Earl March look'd on his dying child,
And smit with grief to view her --
The youth, he cried, whom I exiled,
Shall be restored to woo her.
She's at the window many an hour
His coming to discover:
And he look'd up to Ellen's bower,
And she look'd on her lover --
But ah! so pale, he knew her not,
Though her smile on him was dwelling.
And am I then forgot -- forgot? --
It broke the heart of Ellen.
In vain he weeps, in vain he sighs,
Her cheek is cold as ashes;
Nor love's own kiss shall wake those eyes
To lift their silken lashes.
Source Book
The Poetical Works Of Thomas Campbell
by Thomas Campbell
Copyright 1866
Published by Little, Brown, And Company, Boston
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