"Poor Drooping Maiden"

See how the reapers toil
Gaily theyve tilled the soil
Come let thy sad heart 
 warm in the sun's kind ray
Poor drooping +c,
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Poor drooping maiden sighing on a 
  bright bright summes day
The balmy winds are on the lea
The flowers are out upon the lea
And blalmy winds are on the sea
 Where is thy pure voice that once 
    was so light and gay

Found in a dreary room
Bound to a weary doom
 Where is thy pure voice 
   that once was so 
    light and gay