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Rh I saw him lie and harken

To the little songs she sung,

And when the shadows darken

I could hear his lisping tongue.

They would sit in chambers shady,

When the light was growing dim,

Ah, my fickle-hearted lady!

With your arm embracing him.

So, at last, lest he divide us,

I would put them to the test.

There was no one there beside us,

Save this interloping guest.

So I took my stand before them,

Very silent and erect,

My accusing glance passed o'er them,

Though with no observed effect.