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 Thee as my dearer self to cherish, For thee to live, with thee to perish. But haste thee;—ere to-morrow's sun My native valley must be won: Once-there, all danger we'll defy To dim our hopes, or cloud our joy." He said, and o'er the maiden threw A furry robe which half concealed Her graceful form, and half revealed Its moulding and proportions due. The mantle which a gift he brought From wild beasts' skins himself had wrought. The glimmering moonbeams faintly showed Where lay the dreary, winding road; But still his way through brake and fen He followed on with watchful ken. With faltering step, and anxious mind Dark Mytah traced his steps behind.

"Brethren! full long the sun hath set,- That brain-sick girl appears not yet. If more she dallies thus——;howe'er,