VOL III.-17

Thou,

thou

reign'st in this

bo - som; There,

there hast thou thy throne, Thou,

thou,

know'st that I

love thee, Am I not fondly thine Then, then, even as I love thee; Say, say, wilt thou love me?

own?

Yes! oh!

Thoughts, thoughts tender and faithful

Say, wilt thou cherish for me?

yes!
Am I not fond-ly thine
Speak, speak, love, I implore thee;
Say, say, "Hope may be thine;"
Thou, thou know'st that I love thee,
Tell me that thou wilt be mine.