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THE HOUR AND THE GHOST.
BRIDE.
O love, love, hold me fast,
He draws me away from thee;
I cannot stem the blast,
Nor the cold strong sea:
Far away a light shines
Beyond the hills and pines;
It is lit for me.
O love, love, hold me fast,
He draws me away from thee;
I cannot stem the blast,
Nor the cold strong sea:
Far away a light shines
Beyond the hills and pines;
It is lit for me.
BRIDEGROOM.
I have thee close, my dear,
No terror can come near;
Only far off the northern light shines clear.
I have thee close, my dear,
No terror can come near;
Only far off the northern light shines clear.
