"I thought, without one last farewell,
We had for ever parted;
And I could not of the anguish tell
That had left me broken hearted.
"My love I'm going far away;
Whatever may betide us,
Our loving hearts are one for aye,
Though the roaring seas divide us."
He broke a ring between them two;
He made a vow to bind him
To death, and beyond it to be true
To her he had left behind him.
Years passed, the maiden secretly
Watched on with anxious wonder,
For some love message; but treachery
Kept the two fond hearts asunder.
She lived in hope that he would write,
And some love token send her;
Her step grew feeble, her face grew white,
And her eyes got unearthly splendour.
And lovers they besieged her sore;
For love that she had given
To one who would come to her no more;
So she faded into heaven.
They made her grave where robins sing;
Trees whisper requiems daily;
They laid her down with her broken ring;
In her grave at Kirk ma Rielly.
Word went out of the maiden's death,
Who for true love departed;
It found him who mourned her broken faith,
And mourned her as false, falsehearted.
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