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Poor restless dove,
I pity thee;
And when I hear thy plaintive moan,
I mourn for thy captivity,

AY, screen thy favourite dove, fair child,
Ay, screen it if you may,--Yet I misdoubt thy trembling
Will scare the hawk away
That dove will die, that child will weep,--Is this their destinie

My dove, my beautiful one,
Arise, arise
The night-dew lies Upon my lips and eyes
The odorous winds are weaving A music of sighs: