The sun had kiss'd green Erin's waves,|
The dark blue mountains tower'd between,
Mild evening's dews refresh'd the leaves,
The moon unclouded rose serene;
When Ellen wander'd forth, unseen,
All lone her sorrows to deplore,
False was her lover, false her friend,
And false was hope to Ellen More.
2. Young Henry was fair Ellen's love,
3. She wander'd down Loch-Mary side,|
Where oft at ev'ning hour she stole,
To meet her love with secret pride,
Now deepest anguish wrung her soul.
O'ercome with grief, she sought the steep
Where Yarrow falls with sullen roar,
O Pity, veil thy eyes and weep!
A bleeding corpse lies Ellen More.
4. The sun may shine on Yarrow braes,
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