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St. Kiven and
the Gentle Kathleen


No. 6

On the bold cliff's bosom cast,
Tranquil now he sleeps at last;
Dreams of heaven, nor thinks that e'er,
Woman's smile can haunt him there.
But nor earth nor heaven is free,
From her power, if fond she be:—
Even now, while calm he sleeps—
Kathleen o'er him leans and weeps.
Fearless she had trackd his feet
To that rocky wild retreat—
And when morning met his view
Her mild glances met it too.

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