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INDIAN STORY AND SONG
Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
To the hill-top nigh, Night and gloom will vanish
When the pale stars die; Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
Hear thy lover's cry!
From my tent I wander,
Seeking only thee, As the day from darkness
Comes for stream and tret. Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
To the hill-top nigh; Lo ! the dawn is breaking,
Rosy beams the sky ; Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
Hear thy lover's cry!
Lonely is our valley,
Though the month is May; Come and be my moonlight,
I will be thy day! Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
Oh, behold me nigh ! Now the sun is rising,
Now the shadows fly; Lift thine eyes, my maiden,
Hear thy lover's cry!
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