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First Line: Oh!Where are you going to, my fine darling
Last Line: And you may call a thousand years he'll never hear you call!
Subject(s): Love - Loss Of; Solitude; Loneliness


OH! where are you going to, my fine darling,
Alone on the hill-side without sock or shoon?—
Oh! I'm searching, searching, searching for one who used to go there,
A long search, a dark search and there's no moon.—

—Then take you my lanthorn and let us search together.—
Oh no! I need no lanthorn,—I'll take you where he lies—
To where my love lies hidden!—Half hidden in bog-water,
With sand upon his raiment and mud within his eyes.—

Why then he'll hear my crying!—No more than the bog-water.—
Why then he'll need me sorely!—He needs you not at all.
Deep, deep, deep he lies in sleep uncaring,
And you may call a thousand years he'll never hear you call!





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