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S H E S A T  W I T H I N  T H E  A B B E Y  W A L L S

A MAIDEN was there from her father's halls, A being born to love and bless, il ekima ca Who sat within the Abbey walls The living form of loveliness.

A lovelier face I ne'er met, For she was beauty's brightest gem, And her waving tresses of silken jet Were fasten'd with a diadem.

Her lips which sham'd the rose's red, Proclaim'd what words can never speak, Tho' eighteen summers scarce had shed Their warmth upon her crimson cheek.

But faintly falls description's praise, 'Twere vain to picture such a scene, And even royalty was mark'd to gaze Admiringly on beauty's queen.

I S A B E L

WAKE; dearest, wake! and again united, We'll rove by yonder sea, I where our first vows of love were plighted, Our last farewell shall be; Ere oft I've gaz'd on thy smiles delighted, And there I'll part from thee.

Isabel, Isabel, Isabel; One look, tho' that look be in sorrow, Fare-thee-well, fare-thee-well; fare thee-well, Far hence I shall wander to morrow, Ah me!--ah! me.