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12 "Pipe once more!" I said, and through me Thrill'd his music sweet again. So la la!

Now my peace is flown, and never Comes a smile into mine eye, And within my ears for ever Rings that music, and I sigh, So la la!

 RESERVATION.

maiden she proved false to me; To hate all joys I soon began, Then to a flowing stream I ran,— The stream ran past me hastily.

There stood I fixed, in mute despair; My head swam round as in a dream; I well-nigh fell into the stream, And earth seemed with me whirling there.

Sudden I heard a voice that cried— I had just turned my face from thence— It was a voice to charm each sense: "Beware, for deep is yonder tide!"

A thrill my blood pervaded now, I looked, and saw a beauteous maid;— I asked her name—'twas Kate, she said— "Oh, lovely Kate! how kind art thou!

"From death I have been saved by thee, 'Tis through thee only that I live; Little 'twere life alone to give, My joy in life then deign to be!" 