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They have giv’n her to another —
They have sever’d ev’ry vow;
They have giv’n her to another,
And my heart is lonely now;
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They remember’d not our parting —
They remember’d not our tears,
They have sever’d in one fatal hour
The tenderness of years.
Oh! was it weal to leave me?
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Thou couldst not so deceive me;
Lang and sairly shall I grieve thee,
Lost, lost Rosabel! [page 141:]
They have giv’n thee to another —
Thou art now his gentle bride;
15
Had I lov’d thee as a brother,
I might see thee at his side;
But I know with gold they won thee,
And thy trusting heart beguil’d;
Thy mother too, did shun me,
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For she knew I lov’d her child.
Oh! was it weal to leave me?
Thou couldst not so deceive me;
Lang and sairly shall I grieve thee,
Lost, lost Rosabel!
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They have giv’n her to another —
She will love him, so they say;
If her mem’ry do not chide her,
Oh! perhaps, perhaps she may;
But I know that she hath spoken
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What she never can forget;
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And tho’ my poor heart be broken,
It will love her, love her yet.
Oh! was it weal to leave me?
Thou couldst not so deceive me;
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Lang and sairly shall I grieve thee,
Lost, lost Rosabel!
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Notes:
None.
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[S:0 - KCP, 1917] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - Ballad (ed. K. Campbell, 1917)