ROSABELLE.
"The night is blind with a double dark,
And rain and hail come down together—
'Tis well to sit by the fire and hark
To the stormy weather.
And rain and hail come down together—
'Tis well to sit by the fire and hark
To the stormy weather.
"The beggar lies down in the misty dell,
And the peasant faces the eddying storm;
But you that weep, fair Rosabelle,
Sit housed and warm."
And the peasant faces the eddying storm;
But you that weep, fair Rosabelle,
Sit housed and warm."
"Better be out on the barren hills
With the wild night blowing my sorrow blind,
Than listening here to my heart that thrills
Like a bell that's tolled by the passing wind."
With the wild night blowing my sorrow blind,
Than listening here to my heart that thrills
Like a bell that's tolled by the passing wind."
