The sky-lark - National Library of Scotland

294 THE SKY-LABK,
How can they say that nature
Has nothing made in vain,
Why then beneath the water
Do hideous rocks remain!
No eyes the rocks discover,
That lurk beneath the deep,
To wreck the wandering lover,
And leave the maid to weep.
Recitative.
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Thusme-lancholy lying, Thus wail'd she
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for her dear, Repaid each blast with sighing, Each
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billow with a tear. When o'er the white waves stoop-
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ing, His floating corpse she spy'd, Then like a
li - ly drooping, She bow'd her head and died.