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250 Indiana University Publications, Folklore Series
2. She died not broken-hearted
From grief nor want nor woe, But in one moment parted From all she loved below.
3. One eve the moon shone brightly,
And gently fell the dew, When unto this maiden's cottage A jealous lover drew.
4. Said he to fair Florella,
"Down by the sparkling bay Well watch and wait and wander Until our wedding day."
5. The way was cold and dreary;
The night was coming on, When in this lonely valley He led this maiden on.
6. "0 Edward, I am tired,
And care not for to roam, For roaming is so dreary;
Please, Edward, take me home."
7. "You haven't the wings of an angel,
Nor from me you cannot fly. No soul on earth can save you; So, Florella, you must die!"
8. On her bended knees a-begging,
Asking him to spare her life, When in her fair young bosom He plunged a dagger knife.
9. "O Edward, I forgive you
With my last and dying breath; I never have deceived you,
Now I close my eyes in death. |
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