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SYLVIE AND BRUNO.

The ship has sailed into the West:
Her ocean-bird is flown:
A dull dead pain is in her breast,
And she is weak and lone:
Yet there's a smile upon her face,
A smile that seems to say
'He'll think of me——he'll think of me——
When he is far away!


'Though waters wide between us glide,
Our lives are warm and near:
No distance parts two faithful hearts——
Two hearts that love so dear:
And I will trust my sailor-lad,
For ever and a day.
To think of me——to think of me——
When he is far away!'"

The look of displeasure, which had begun to come over Arthur's face when the young Captain spoke of Love so lightly, faded away as the song proceeded, and he listened with evident delight. But his face darkened again when Eric demurely remarked "Don't you think 'my soldier-lad' would have fitted the tune just as well!"