TO AN OLD DANISH SONG-BOOK. | Once Prince Frederick's Guard

O maiden fair! O maiden fair! how So love in our hearts shall grow mighty

faithless is thy bosom !

To love me in prosperity,

And leave me in adversity!

O maiden fair! O maiden fair! how faithless is thy bosom !

and strong,

Through crosses,

through sorrows,

through manifold wrong.

Shouldst thou be torn from me to wander alone

The nightingale, the nightingale, thou In a desolate land where the sun is scarce tak'st for thine example!

So long as summer laughs she sings,
But in the autumn spreads her
wings.
The nightingale, the nightingale, thou
tak'st for thine example!

The meadow brook, the meadow brook,
is mirror of thy falsehood!
It flows so long as falls the rain,
In drought its springs soon dry
again.
The meadow brook, the meadow brook,
is mirror of thy falsehood!

ANNIE OF THARAW.

FROM THE LOW GERMAN OF SIMON DACH.

ANNIE of Tharaw, my true love of old,
She is my life, and my goods, and my
gold.

Annie of Tharaw, her heart once again
To me has surrendered in joy and in pain.

Annie of Tharaw, my riches, my good,
Thou, O my soul, my flesh, and my
blood!

Then come the wild weather, come sleet

or come snow,

We will stand by each other, however it blow.

known,