LOVE’S DIFFICULTIES.

I LOVED her from her infancy,

Lado! Lado!

From childhood to maturity,

Lado! Lado!

And when I claim’d the smiling maid,

Lado! Lado!

“Ye are of kindred blood!” they said,

Lado! Lado!

“Brother and sister’s children ye,

Lado! Lado!

It were a sin to steal a kiss,”

Lado! Lado!

Oh what a sacrifice is this!

Lado! Lado!

I’ll steal a kiss though I be riven,

Lado! Lado!

From every, every hope of heaven,

Lado! Lado!

For what would heaven become to me,

Lado! Lado!

When the long nights of autumn flee,

Lado! Lado! {206}

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