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Rest pilgrim rest thou'rt from the Syrian land	A
Thou'rt from the wild and wondrous east I know	B
By the long withered palm branch in thy hand	A
And by the darkness of thy sunburnt brow	C
Alas the bright the beautiful who part	D
So full of hope for that far country's bourne	E
Alas the weary and the chang'd in heart	D
And dimm'd in aspect who like thee return	F
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Thou'rt faint stay rest thee from thy toils at last	G
Through the high chesnuts lightly plays the breeze	H
The stars gleam out the Ave hour is pass'd	G
The sailor's hymn hath died along the seas	H
Thou 'rt faint and worn hear'st thou the fountain welling	I
By the grey pillars of yon ruin'd shrine	J
Seest thou the dewy grapes before thee swelling	I
He that hath left me train'd that loaded vine	J
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He was a child when thus the bower he wove	K
Oh hath a day fled since his childhood's time	L
That I might sit and hear the sound I love	M
Beneath its shade the convent's vesper chime	L
And sit thou there for he was gentle ever	N
With his glad voice he would have welcomed thee	O
And brought fresh fruits to cool thy parch'd lips' fever	N
There in his place thou 'rt resting where is he	O
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If I could hear that laughing voice again	P
But once again how oft it wanders by	Q
In the still hours like some remember'd strain	R
Troubling the heart with its wild melody	O
Thou hast seen much tired pilgrim hast thou seen	S
In that far land the chosen land of yore	T
A youth my Guido with the fiery mien	S
And the dark eye of this Italian shore	T
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The dark clear lightning eye on Heaven and earth	U
It smiled as if man were not dust it smiled	V
The very air seem'd kindling with his mirth	U
And I my heart grew young before my child	V
My blessed child I had but him yet he	O
Fill'd all my home ev'n with o'erflowing joy	W
Sweet laughter and wild song and footstep free	O
Where is he now my pride my flower my boy	W
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His sunny childhood melted from my sight	X
Like a spring dew drop then his forehead wore	T
A prouder look his eye a keener light	X
I knew these woods might be his world no more	T
He loved me but he left me thus they go	B
Whom we have rear'd watch'd bless'd too much adored	Y
He heard the trumpet of the red cross blow	B
And bounded from me with his father's sword	Y
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Thou weep'st I tremble thou hast seen the slain	R
Pressing a bloody turf the young and fair	Z
With their pale beauty strewing o'er the plain	R
Where hosts have met speak answer was he there	Z
Oh hath his smile departed Could the grave	A2
Shut o'er those bursts of bright and tameless glee	O
No I shall yet behold his dark locks wave	A2
That look gives hope I knew it could not be	O
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Still weep'st thou wanderer some fond mother's glance	B2
O'er thee too brooded in thine early years	C2
Think'st thou of her whose gentle eye perchance	B2
Bath'd all thy faded hair with parting tears	D2
Speak for thy tears disturb me what art thou	C
Why dost thou hide thy face yet weeping on	E2
Look up oh is it that wan cheek and brow	C
Is it alas yet joy my son my son	F2

Felicia Dorothea Hemans

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