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, maiden, haste! the spray has come to budding, The dawn creeps o'er the heavens gold and fair. Come, see the bud ere breaking, the languid day awaking. “A moment, Time, until I bind my hair.”

Come, maiden, come I the bud has burst to blossom. The sun has kissed the earth and found it sweet. Come, lest you lose, adorning, the beauty of the morning. “A moment, Time, a moment, till I eat”

Come, maiden, come! ripe fruits are on the branches, The evening star is glowing in the blue; The breeze's breath grows colder. Come ere the day is older! “A moment till I sip—I'm then with you.”

Quick, maiden, quick I Death's hand has stripped the leafing; Night frees her clouding hair from bonds that keep. Quick I lest you're lost for ever, in the gloom to find me never. “A moment, Time, a moment, till I sleep.”