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They met each other in the glade- / She lifted up her eyes; / Alack the day! Alack the maid! / She blushed in swift surprise. / Alas! alas! the woe that comes from lifting up the eyes.
The pail was full, the path was steep- / He reached to her his hand; / She felt her warm young pulses leap, / But did not understand. / Alas! alas! the woe that comes from clasping hand with hand.
She sat beside him in the wood- / He wooed with words and sighs; / Ah! love in Spring seems sweet and good, / And maidens are not wise. / Alas! alas! the woe that comes from listing lovers sighs.
The summer sun shone fairly down, / The wind blew from the south; / As blue eyes gazed in eyes of brown, / His kiss fell on her mouth. / Alas! alas! the woe that comes from kisses on the mouth.
And now the autumn time is near, / The lover roves away, / With breaking heart and falling tear, / She sits the livelong day. / Alas! alas! for breaking hearts when lovers rove away.