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Lelloine! Lelloine! Don't you hear me calling? / Calling through the night for you, and calling through the day; / Calling when the dawn is here, and when the dusk is falling -- / Calling for my Lelloine the angels lured away!
Lelloine! I call and listen, starting from my pillow -- / In the hush of midnight, Lelloine! I cry, / And o'er the rainy window-pane I hear the weeping willow / Trail its dripping leaves like baby-fingers in reply.