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First Line: She's up and gone, the graceless girl
Last Line: To meet her father's will!
Subject(s): Adversity; Old Age


SHE'S up and gone, the graceless girl,
And robb'd my failing years!
My blood before was thin and cold,
But now 'tis turn'd to tears; --
My shadow falls upon my grave,
So near the brink I stand,
She might have stay'd a little yet,
And led me by the hand!

Aye, call her on the barren moor,
And call her on the hill:
'Tis nothing but the heron's cry,
And plover's answer shrill;
My child is flown on wilder wings
Than they have ever spread,
And I may even walk a waste
That widen'd when she fled.

Full many a thankless child has been,
But never one like mine;
Her meat was served on plates of gold,
Her drink was rosy wine;
But now she'll share the robin's food,
And sup the common rill,
Before her feet will turn again
To meet her father's will!





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