Maiden of Jeshimon

DUET.

O LIVES one love-spark in your breast,
Maiden of Jeshimon ! pray you tell ?

Go ask at her whom you now love best,-
Ask her the way you know full well.

Women are fickle, and all untrue !

Men are ungrateful — so are you !

Vanity !

Lenity !

Wormwood and gall !

Suavity !

Levity !

Worst of all !

Once full happy and blithe were we,- —
Blithe as bird on the greenwood tree !

Long I loved, and loved you dear, —
2d voice. Many a day and many a year :
Both voices. Then all nature seemed completer, —
Smiling sweeter.

Ah ! how dear !
lst voice. But 'tis gone !
2d voice. Let it go !

lst voice. Canst thou say so, true love ?
2d voice. Time, that wears all away,

Will lay me low !
Both voices. Again we'll sport, as we have done,
Round the tree, over the lea ;
Nature then shall smile again,
And who so blithe and blest as we ?
Sweet the bird shall sing on the tree,
And sweet the sun rise over the sea !