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Ere the light on dark was growing,

Oriana, At midnight the cock was crowing,

Oriana :
Winds were blowing, waters flowing,
We heard the steeds to battle going,

Oriana ;
Aloud the hollow bugle blowing,

Oriana.

In the yew-wood black as night,

Oriana,
Ere I rode into the fight,

Oriana,
While blissful tears blinded my sight
By star-shine and by moonlight,

Oriana,
I to thee my troth did plight,

Oriana.

She stood upon the castle wall,

Oriana :
She wateh'd my crest among them all,

Oriana :

She saw me fight, she heard me call,
When forth there stept a foeman tall,

Oriana,

Atween me and the castle wall,

Oriana.

The bitter arrow went aside,

Oriana :

The false, false arrow went aside,

Oriana :

The damned arrow glanced aside,
And pierced thy heart, my love, my bride,

Oriana !

Thy heart, my life, my love, my bride,

Oriana !

Oh! narrow, narrow was the space,

Oriana.

Loud, loud rung out the bugle's brays,

Oriana.

Oh ! deathful stabs were dealt apace,
The battle deepen'd in its place,

Oriana ;
But I was down upon my face,

Oriana.

They should have stabb'd me where I lay,

Oriana !

How could I rise and come away,

Oriana ? How could I look upon the day? They should have stabb’d me where I lay,

Oriana

They should have trod me into clay,

Oriana.

Oh! breaking heart that will not break,

Oriana;
Oh! pale, pale face so sweet and meek,

Oriana.

Thou smilest, but thou dost not speak,
And then the tears run down my cheek,

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Up from my heart unto my eyes,

Oriana.

Within thy heart my arrow lies,

Oriana.

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Oh cursed hand ! oh cursed blow!

Oriana !

Oh happy thou that liest low,

Oriana !

All night the silence seems to flow
Beside me in my utter woe,

Oriana.

A weary, weary way I go,

Oriana.

When Norland winds pipe down the sea,

Oriana,

I walk, I dare not think of thee,

Oriana.

Thou liest beneath the greenwood tree, I dare not die and come to thee,

Oriana.
I hear the roaring of the sea,

Oriana.

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