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"'Twas here, when loth to go, he gave   "To his poor Girl his last adieu; "He mark'd the moonlight on the wave,   "And bade me mark it too.

"And, Lydia!—then he sighing cried,   "When the tenth time that light so clear "Shine on the Sea—whate'er betide,   "Thy Edward will be here.

"Since then I watch with eager eyes,   ("Nor feel I cold, or wind or rain,) "Till the tenth blessed moon arise,   "And Edward comes again."

"Ah, wretched Girl!" I would have cried, But why awaken her to pain? "Long since thy wandering Lover died,   "The moon returns in vain!