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From Dmitriev—The Dove and The Stranger

By Sir John Bowring (1792–1872)

WHY mourning there so sad, thou gentle dove?

I mourn, unceasing mourn, my vanished love.

What, has thy love then fled, or faithless proved?

Ah no! the sportsman murdered him I loved!

Unhappy one! beware! that sportsman’s nigh!

Oh, let him come—or else of grief I die.

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