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RIPPLING WATER.
RIPPLING WATER.
The maiden sat by the river side,
(The rippling water murmurs by)
And sadly into the clear blue tide
The salt tear fell from her clear blue eye.
“‘Tis fixed for better, for worse,” she cried,
“And to-morrow the bridegroom claims the bride.
Oh, wealth and power and rank and pride
Can surely peace and happiness buy.
I was merry, nathless, in my girlhood's hours
Mid the waving grass, when the bright sun shone,
Shall I be as merry in Marmaduke's towers?”
(The rippling water murmurs on).
(The rippling water murmurs by)
And sadly into the clear blue tide
The salt tear fell from her clear blue eye.
“‘Tis fixed for better, for worse,” she cried,
“And to-morrow the bridegroom claims the bride.
Oh, wealth and power and rank and pride
Can surely peace and happiness buy.
I was merry, nathless, in my girlhood's hours
Mid the waving grass, when the bright sun shone,
Shall I be as merry in Marmaduke's towers?”
(The rippling water murmurs on).
Stephen works for his daily bread,
(The rippling water murmurs low).
Through the crazy thatch that covers his head
The rain-drops fall and the wind-gusts blow.
“I'll mend the old roof-tree,” so he said,
“And repair the cottage when we are wed.”
And my pulses throbb'd, and my cheek grew red,
When he kiss't me—that was long ago.
(The rippling water murmurs low).
Through the crazy thatch that covers his head
The rain-drops fall and the wind-gusts blow.
“I'll mend the old roof-tree,” so he said,
“And repair the cottage when we are wed.”
And my pulses throbb'd, and my cheek grew red,
When he kiss't me—that was long ago.
