Indian Serenade（2/2）

The nightgales pt.

It dies upon her heart;—

As I t on the,

Oh, beloved as thou art!

Oh liftfro the grass!

I die!I fat!I fail!

Let thy lovekisses ra

On y lips and eyelids pale.

My check is ld and white, as!

My heart beats loud and fast;—

Oh!Press it to the own aga,

Where it will break at st.