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Amelia Opie - Song. "Low hung the dark clouds"
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LOW hung the dark clouds on Plinlimmon`s tall peak,
And slowly, yet surely, the winter drew near;
When Ellen, sweet Ellen, a tear on her cheek,
Exclaimed as we parted, "In May I`ll be here."

How swiftly I ran up the mountain`s steep height,
To catch the last glimpse of an object so dear!
And, when I no longer could keep her in sight,
I thought on her promise,...."In May I`ll be here."

Now gladly I mark from Plinlimmon`s tall peak
The low-hanging vapours and clouds disappear,
And climb the rough mountain, thence Ellen to seek,
Repeating her promise...."In May I`ll be here."

But vainly I gaze the wide prospect around,
`T is May, yet no Ellen returning is near:
Oh, when shall I see her! when feel my heart bound,
As sweetly she cries, "It is May, and I`m here!"
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