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Ralph Waldo Emerson, comp. (1803–1882).  Parnassus: An Anthology of Poetry.  1880.
 
A Weary Lot is Thine
By 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.
 
This morn is merry June, I trow,        10
  The rose is budding fain;
But it shall bloom in winter snow
  Ere we two meet again.
He turned his charger as he spake
  Upon the river shore;        15
He gave his bridle-reins a shake,
  Said, Adieu forevermore, my love;
    And adieu forevermore.
 
 
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