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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS
That I am wandering here. The day grows dark and dreary,
And I'm afraid to stay; Of wandering I am weary,
And we'll retrace my way."
"Retrace your steps? No, never!
No more this world you roam, So bid farewell forever
To your parents, friends, and home." "Farewell, my loving parent;
I ne'er shall see you more; Long, long will be my coming
To the quiet cottage door."
Down on her knees before him
She begged him for her life; Deep, deep into her bosom,
He plunged the fatal knife, "Dear Willie, I'll forgive you,"
Was her last dying breath; "I never have deceived you,"
She closed her eyes in death.
(B) THE WEEPING WILLOW
Way down in yonder valley,
Where the weeping willows wave,
There lies my poor Lurella In her cold and silent grave.