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Yet never to Donica's cheek
Return'd the lively hue,
Her cheeks were deathy white, and wan,
Her lips a livid blue.
Return'd the lively hue,
Her cheeks were deathy white, and wan,
Her lips a livid blue.
Her eyes so bright and black of yore
Were now more black and bright,
And beam'd strange lustre in her face
So deadly wan and white.
Were now more black and bright,
And beam'd strange lustre in her face
So deadly wan and white.
The dog that gambol'd by her side,
And lov'd with her to stray,
Now at his alter'd mistress howl'd
And fled in fear away.
And lov'd with her to stray,
Now at his alter'd mistress howl'd
And fled in fear away.
Yet did the faithful Eberhard
Not love the Maid the less;
He gaz'd with sorrow, but he gaz'd
With deeper tenderness.
Not love the Maid the less;
He gaz'd with sorrow, but he gaz'd
With deeper tenderness.
