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 7 How chearlees seems this morning, That brings the hour that w nim part, Though doom' to crow the mean, To face the proud insulting foe; Thou art my souls devotion, My heart is thine where'er I go O Helen thou'ro my darling, My heart is thine where'er I go. When on the stormy billowa, Where angry tempeats sound the blow; Let not the drouping willows, Oo'r bang my love thy lily low, But mind the woman's story, Of William and his charming awa, I'll soon return in glory, And like sweet William wal with you. O Helen be Think on the days of ploentre, When rambling by the Ceron Shoro When summer days give plesaurs, To rave amongst the flowery pride Think when your faithfull lover, I far upon the stormy main jak when she wen pro over, Tuete golden days will come in. O Helen be. Farewall yo lofty mountains Y. flowery pride we wont M To woody glena and fountains Ye wild room of youthfull lom.