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6 Vain is thy radiant garlies hue, No hand to press, no eye to view; What are thy charms, no heart desiring; What profits beauty, none admiring? Come, Yarrow maid, with Yarrow rose, Thy maiden graces all disclose; Come, blest by all, to all a blessing, The charm of beauty is possessing.

ROBIN AND ANNA.

She listens;—Tis the wind," she cries; The moon, that rose so full and bright, Is now o'ercast: she looks, she sighs, She fears 'twill be a stormy night.

Not long was Anna wed. Her mate, A fisherman, was out at sea, The night is dark, the hour is late, The wind is high—and where is he?

"Oh! who would love, Oh! who would wed A wandering fisherman, to be A wretched, lonely wife, and dread Each breath that blows, when he's at sea!"

Not long was Anna wed. One pledge Of tender love her bosom bore; The storm comes down! the billows rage, Its father is not yet on shore.