My Lady Waits For Me.

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My lady waits!–‘Tis now the hour
When morn unbars her gates!–
My vessel glides beneath the tower
Where now my lady waits.
Her signal flutters from the wall,
Above the friendly sea!
I life but to obey her call!
My lady waits for me.
My lady waits–for me she waits,
While morning opes her golden gates.

My lady waits!–No fairer flower
E’er deck’d the floral grove,
Than she, the pride of hall and bower,
The lady of my love!
The eastern hills are flecked with light,
The land-breeze curls the sea!
By love and truth sustained, for flight,
My lady waits for me.
My lady waits–for me she waits,
While morning opes her golden gates.

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