THE WANDERINO MAID. Come hither poor maiden and yield not to wo?, My cottage shall shelter thy form from the snow, The little thatch'd cottag? which yonder you Is mine, and poor maiden, it shall shelter thee;
- l'hon, hasten, poor maiden, and yield not to woe, '"*
My cottage shall shelter thy form l?m the snow. Though the winds sharply freeze, they've not I am poor, *but thou shalt ?d'?y bread share a ?rt? My children to thee shall be tender and kind; ,.. I've taught them compassion, poor maiden, thou'It Then, hasten, poor maiden, &c. My dame, worthy creature/will welcome her gueat, For tender compazpion resides in her breast, Down her cheeks often flow sensibility'z tears When the tale of the orphan or wand'rersim heera. , ? Then, hasten, .poor maiden, ? . . Though fortune her comforts around nm has shed, And the clouds ot' misforttme have burst o'er thy We're one by creation, and thou, too, shall sitarm My cottage, my comforts, and my humblo faro. ?.Thea haztqn, poor maiden, ?m, .. ?-IE WORLD'S DECEITi '?ls said the joys which childhood know?, ao futt?e ago can bring, For every path is strewed with flow'rs, whan life is in its spring: 1 oo.n r,gt thq, n,v. bkn'd. for m?!
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