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When this wur done, I thought thinks I. I've
 * seen all that I can see ;

So out I got end found that I paid dearly for
 * my fancy;

I'd lost a sovereign and my purse and on
 * examination,

My watch which ne'er did go before did go at
 * Coronation.

O leave the gay and festive scene
 * the halls of dazzling light,

And rove with ma through forests green
 * beneath the silent night.

Then as we watch the lingʻring rays,
 * that shine from every star,

Ill sing the song of happier days,
 * and strike the light guitar.

I'll tell thee how the maiden wept,
 * when her true knight was slain,

And how her broken spirit slept
 * and never woke again

I'll tell the how the steed drew night,
 * and left his lord afar;-

But if my tale should make you sigh.