Ballad Of The Maiden End

Fair Maiden Alone
How long must she travel
On the path crooked and narrow
All of which the suitors crossed
None have shown the dear maiden
Worthiness of her heart

In the forest she lays
Near the Crystal Lake, the sun in the noon sky
Drowning her sorrow in the bright rays
Leaves shade she from the heat of mid-day
Winds whisper to her sweet songs
Here her sparrow is at home
At peace but alone


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