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BLACK'ON frowns east on Maidon, / And westward to the sea, / But on neither is his frown laden / With scorn, as his frown on me!
At dawn my heart grew heavy, / I could not sip the wine, / I left the jocund bevy / And that young man o' mine.
The roadside elms pass by me,- / Why do I sink with shame / When the birds a-perch there eye me? / They, too, have done the same!