Lord Of The Castle.
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George Pope Morris
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'Lord of the castle! oh, where goest thou?
Why is the triumph of pride on thy brow?'
'Pilgrim, my bridal awaits me to-day,
Over the mountains away and away.'
'Flora in beauty and solitude roves,
List'ning for thee in the shade of the groves.'
'Pilgrim, I hasten her truth to repay,
Over the mountains away and away.'
'Guided by honor, how brilliant the road
Leading from cottage to castle abode!'
'Pilgrim, its dictates I learned to obey,
Over the mountains away and away.'
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