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194 Ballads and Songs of Michigan
Your love, my dear, in wedlock's chains to another one has
joined." Swooned into my arms on the banks oŁ Brandywine.
8 The craggy rocks and lofty hills reechoed back their strain; The pleasant groves and ancient trees were witness to her pain. "How often has he promised me in hymen's chains to join? Now I'm a maid forsaken on the banks of Brandywine."
9 "O no, my dear, that ne'er shall be; behold your Henry now. I'll clasp you to my bosom, I've not forgot my vow.
It's now I know you're true, my dear, in hymen's chains we'll join; And hail the happy morn we met on the banks of Brandywine."
The Rowell manuscript. A text of four stanzas very similar to A.