Katherine Blake
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Maiden of the mountain deep

But oh, when shall that morrow be
That my true love shall waken?
When shall we meet, refined and free,
Amid the moorland bracken?
Full low and lonely is thy bed,
The worm flies o'er thy pillow;
Where now the lips so comely red
that kissed me ‘neath the willow?

Lie still, my love, lie still and sleep,
Long is the night of sorrow;
The maiden of the mountain deep
Shall meet you on the morrow.

Though moons steal o'er an' seasons fly
On time's swift wings unstaying
Yet there's a spirit in the sky,
That live's o'er thy decaying.
In domes beneath the water springs,
No end hath my sojourning;
An' to this land of fading things
Far hence be thy returning;

Lie still, my love, lie still and sleep,
Long is the night of sorrow;
The maiden of the mountain deep
Shall meet you on the morrow.

For spirits now have left the deep,
Their long last farewell taken;
Lie still my love, lie still an' sleep,
The day is near the breaking!
The mermaid o'er thy grave shall weep,
Without one breath of scorning;
Lie still my love, lie still an' sleep,
And fare thee well till morning!

Lie still, my love, lie still and sleep,
Long is the night of sorrow;
The maiden of the mountain deep
Shall meet you on the morrow.


Mirror lyrics:

Shall meet you on the morrow.
The maiden of the mountain deep
Long is the night of sorrow;
Lie still, my love, lie still and sleep,

And fare thee well till morning!
Lie still my love, lie still an' sleep,
Without one breath of scorning;
The mermaid o'er thy grave shall weep,
The day is near the breaking!
Lie still my love, lie still an' sleep,
Their long last farewell taken;
For spirits now have left the deep,

Shall meet you on the morrow.
The maiden of the mountain deep
Long is the night of sorrow;
Lie still, my love, lie still and sleep,

Far hence be thy returning;
An' to this land of fading things
No end hath my sojourning;
In domes beneath the water springs,
That live's o'er thy decaying.
Yet there's a spirit in the sky,
On time's swift wings unstaying
Though moons steal o'er an' seasons fly

Shall meet you on the morrow.
The maiden of the mountain deep
Long is the night of sorrow;
Lie still, my love, lie still and sleep,

that kissed me ‘neath the willow?
Where now the lips so comely red
The worm flies o'er thy pillow;
Full low and lonely is thy bed,
Amid the moorland bracken?
When shall we meet, refined and free,
That my true love shall waken?
But oh, when shall that morrow be

Maiden of the mountain deep


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