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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation.  1904.
I. Disappointment in Love
Song: “A weary lot is thine, fair maid”
Sir Walter Scott (1771–1832)
“A WEARY lot is thine, fair maid,
  A weary lot is thine!
To pull the thorn thy brow to braid,
  And press the rue for wine!
A lightsome eye, a soldier’s mien,        5
  A feather of the blue,
A doublet of the Lincoln green—
  No more of me you knew,
            My love!
  No more of me you knew.        10
“The morn is merry June, I trow—
  The rose is budding fain;
But she shall bloom in winter snow
  Ere we two meet again.”
He turned his charger as he spake,        15
  Upon the river shore;
He gave his bridle-rein a shake,
  Said, “Adieu for evermore,
            My love!
  And adieu for evermore.”        20

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