THE HOUR AND THE GHOST.
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GHOST.
Come with me, fair and false,
To our home, come home.
It is my voice that calls:
Once thou wast not afraid
When I woo'd, and said,
"Come, our nest is newly made"—
Now cross the tossing foam.
To our home, come home.
It is my voice that calls:
Once thou wast not afraid
When I woo'd, and said,
"Come, our nest is newly made"—
Now cross the tossing foam.
BRIDE.
Hold me one moment longer,
He taunts me with the past,
His clutch is waxing stronger,
Hold me fast, hold me fast.
He draws me from thy heart,
And I cannot withhold:
He bids my spirit depart
With him into the cold:—
Oh bitter vows of old!
He taunts me with the past,
His clutch is waxing stronger,
Hold me fast, hold me fast.
He draws me from thy heart,
And I cannot withhold:
He bids my spirit depart
With him into the cold:—
Oh bitter vows of old!
BRIDEGROOM.
Lean on me, hide thine eyes:
Only ourselves, earth and skies,
Are present here: be wise.
Only ourselves, earth and skies,
Are present here: be wise.
GHOST.
Lean on me, come away,
I will guide and steady:
Come, for I will not stay:
Come, for house and bed are ready.
I will guide and steady:
Come, for I will not stay:
Come, for house and bed are ready.
