Ru-fen: Along Yew's Banks
Along Yew's banks
As the brush I clove,
Ah! where my lord?
Sad, hungered love!
Along Yew's banks
As the stumps I cut,
Lo! here my lord!
He forgets me not!
As the bream-tails flush
So Court passions fly,
Let them see the away!
Our saviour's nigh!
As the brush I clove,
Ah! where my lord?
Sad, hungered love!
Along Yew's banks
As the stumps I cut,
Lo! here my lord!
He forgets me not!
As the bream-tails flush
So Court passions fly,
Let them see the away!
Our saviour's nigh!
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