The Harper’s Song.

Here is thy home to be,1
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon ?2
                        
                        Or wilt thou go with me,3
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon ?4
                        
                        Far on the mountain side,5
                        
                        Wilt thou become my bride ?6
                        
                        Or wilt thou here abide,7
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon ?8
                        Think of the happy hours,9
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon,10
                        
                        Wait us among the flowers,11
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon :12
                        
                        None whom you here may see,13
                        
                        Ever can love like me—14
                        
                        None else would die for thee,15
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !16
                        Think of my breaking heart,17
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !18
                        
                        Oh are we thus to part,19
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon ?20
                        
                        Here then amid my foes,21
                        
                        Come I my life to close—22
                        
                        Welcome the grave’s repose,23
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !24
                        Blow never fell on me,25
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon,26
                        
                        But was repaid with three,27
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon :28
                        
                        Yet on thy kin my arm29
                        
                        Ne’er shall alight in harm—30
                        
                        Fatal but strong the charm,31
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !32
                        Oh think how fond our love,33
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !34
                        
                        All other loves above,35
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !36
                        
                        Ne’er did the tribes of air37
                        
                        Number a truer pair—38
                        
                        Oh must I now despair,39
                        
                        Aileen a-Roon !40