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 does he tarry?

Welcome would he be ;

Many a kiss should meet him,

Come, O come to me!

comes—I hear him,

Yes! I hear him now—

No! it was the breezes

Rustling in the bough.

can have detained him—

Has some maiden's song?

Else he had not linger'd,

Linger'd there so long.

scatter'd flow'rets,

Flow'rets for his bed:

I had hung up ivy

Garlands o'er his head.

some lambkin wander'd—

Does he track it now

Down the craggy mountain

To the deeps below?