Leave that to me!
O foul mistress of the sea!
For ever since you took me,
Aorin always sings her songs of thee.
Therefore, leave not me,
Standing on this lonely isle,
Above the thorn and turnstile!
Aorin thou hast made to flee!
Never shall I see my love,
Unless you send me, like a dove
Flittering to the haven of Barniel;
Then the kiss of Aorin,
And not of thee,
I once more shall feel!
The End
T. G. 7/16/14
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