O'ercome with pity for this world
O'ercome with pity for this world,
My tears obscure my sight;
I wonder, can it be the moon
Whose melancholy light
Has saddened me to-night?
My tears obscure my sight;
I wonder, can it be the moon
Whose melancholy light
Has saddened me to-night?
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