Adieu to Maimuna

The boatmen shout it’s time to part
No longer can we stay
‘t Was then Maimuna taught my heart
how much a glance can say
‘t Was then Maimuna taught my heart
how much a glance can say

With trembling steps to me she came
Fare well, she would have cried
But ere her lips the words could frame
In half-formed sound it died
But ere her lips the words could frame
In half-formed sound it died

Trough tear dimm d’ eyes 
beamed looks of love
Her arms she round me flung
As clings the breeze on sighing grove
Upon my breast she hung
As clings the breeze on sighing grove
Upon my breast she hung

My willings arms embraced the maid
My heart with rap-ture beat
While she but wept the more and said
Would we had never met…… 
While she but wept the more and said
Would we had never met……

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