Song. In the Wedding-Ring
I Saw what seem'd a harmless child,
With wings and bow,
And aspect mild,
Who sobb'd, and sigh'd, and pin'd,
And begg'd I would some boon bestow
On a poor little boy stone blind.
Not aware of the danger, I instant comply'd,
When he drew from his quiver a dart, Cry'd
‘My power you shall know,’
Then he levelled his bow,
And wounded me right in the heart.
With wings and bow,
And aspect mild,
Who sobb'd, and sigh'd, and pin'd,
And begg'd I would some boon bestow
On a poor little boy stone blind.
Not aware of the danger, I instant comply'd,
When he drew from his quiver a dart, Cry'd
‘My power you shall know,’
Then he levelled his bow,
And wounded me right in the heart.
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