Marguerite.
Your casement shines in the evening gleam,1
Marguerite,2
And strange low melodies float and dream ;3
’Tis the wild swan, chanting adown the stream.4
Heed it not though the song be sweet,5
Marguerite, ah Marguerite !6
“ Follow, follow,7
For who would stay ?8
Life is weary, and Love’s away !9
Follow, follow10
Beyond the sky,11
Sâli, Sâli, ’tis best to die.”12
She heard the mystical mournful cry,13
Marguerite,14
She lifted her head with a sudden sigh :15
“ Farewell, farewell, I must surely die,16
Death draws near with his noiseless feet,”17
Marguerite, ah Marguerite !18
“ Follow, follow,19
For who would stay ?20
Life is weary, and Love’s away !21
Follow, follow22
Beyond the sky,23
Sâli, Sâli, ’tis best to die.”24
She folded her hands across her breast,25
Marguerite,26
And the swan passed by to a last, long rest27
And the red sun died in the golden west,28
And her aching heart hath ceased to beat,29
Marguerite, ah Marguerite !30
“ Follow, follow,31
For who would stay ?32
Life is weary, and Love’s away !33
Follow, follow34
Beyond the sky,35
Sâli, Sâli, ’tis best to die.”36
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