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 THE MOUNTAIN MAID. Tz mountain maid from her bower hns hieds And sped to the glassy river's side, Where the radiant moon shone clear and bright, And the willows wav'd in the silver light. On a mossy bank lay a shepherd swain, He woke his pipe to a tuneful strain, And so blithely gay were the notes he play'd, That he charm'd the oar of the Mouain Mnkl. She stopp'd with timid fear oppress'd, While a soft sigh, swells her gentle breast, �He caught her glance, and mark'd her sigh, And triumph laug'd in his sparkling eye. $o softly sweet w his tuneful ditty, He charm'd her tender soul to pity, And so blithelv gay were the notes he play'd, That he gtin' the heart of the Mountain MakL DRINK TO ME 0NL'. Daxx to me only with thine oyez, And I will pledge with mine; ' Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from my soul doth  Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's necta sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that them It wonld not wither'd be. But thou thereon didst only brentha, And sent it back to me;

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