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158              Music of the Waters.
Je pars ; adieu, Marie ! Helas, je pars
demain ! Si vous me regrettez, oh ! je vous en
supplie, Donnez-moi cette fleur, cherie, que
toucha votre main !
" Si cette fleur, par vous m'etait
donnee, Meme, en partant, j'aurais quelque
bonheur! Et, loin de vous, cette rose fanee Serait toujours, toujours la, sur mon
cceur! "
La pauvre enfant, qui tremblait a sa
vue, Triste et reveuse, implorait Dieu tout
bas ! Et lui, reprit, d'une voix plus emue, '' Vous vous taisez ! oh ! vous ne
m'aimez pas ; Je pars, I'&me fletrie ! Adieu ! je pars
demain." II allait s'eloigner, quand cette fleur
cherie, Seule reponse de Marie, s'echappa de
sa main.
I am going; adieu, Marie ! Alas, I
leave to-morrow! If you will regret me, oh ! I beg you, Give me that flower, darling, your
hand has touched!
" If that flower were given me by you, Even in leaving I should feel some
joy! And when far away from you, that
faded rose Will be ever, ever there, on my
heart!"
The poor child trembled 'neath his
gaze, Sad and dreaming she implored God's
help! And he in a voice both tender and
reproachful, Said, " You are silent, ah ! you do not
love me; I am going, my heart is wounded!
Adieu, I go to-morrow." He was turning away, when that
cherished flower, Sole answer from Marie, was dropped
from her hand.
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