Weeping maiden of the cold Northland
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Runs on through the fen and the forest
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To the cold sea-shore.
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She sat weeping on the dark seaside,
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Tears on the white sand made silver - pearls
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They glow like moon.
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'Cry no more for me, I ask of thee,
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When I sink beneath the sea-foam.
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I will make my bed in crystal waters,
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Water-ferns my cloak and pillow.'
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In tears she saw the young fairy maidens
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Of the waters out at the dark sea
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In cold moonlight.
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Quick the maiden hastens out there
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To join the mermaids calling out for her
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To the deep blue sea.
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'Cry no more for me, I ask of thee,
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When I sink beneath the sea-foam.
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I will make my bed in crystal waters,
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Water-ferns my cloak and pillow.'
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With the roar of waters falls the maiden,
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Falls to the deep blue sea.
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With the roar of waters falls the maiden,
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Falls to the deep boundless sea.
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Fate of the Maiden
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| Amberian Dawn |
