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Brewster; Ballads and Songs of Indiana 249
5. "0 Edward, I'm tired and weary
Of wandering here along;
0 Edward, dearest Edward,
I pray you take me home."
6. "You have not the wings of an eagle,
Nor from me can you fly. No earthly soul can save you; You instantly must die!"
7. Down on her knees she bended
And begged him for her life; Into her snowy bosom
He plunged a gleaming knife.
8. "O Edward, I'll forgive you
With my last and dying breath;
1 never have deceived you
As I close my eyes in death.
9. "Adieu to my proud parents,
And to my friends adieu; But you, my dearest Edward,
Will find my words come true."
10. Down on his knees he bended,
Crying, "O what have I done? I've murdered my Floella, True as the rising sun."
11. Now in that lonely valley,
Where the willows weep o'er her grave, Floella lies forgotten
While the merry sunbeams wave.
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"The Jealous Lover." Contributed by Mrs. T. M. Bryant, of Evansvilie, Indiana. Vanderbtrpg^ Comity. November 22, 19S5.
1. Down in a lonely valley
Where the violets are in bloom, There sleeps a fair young maiden All in her silent tomb. |
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