The Maiden's Cliff

I met her in a dream
 A night, clear as a mountain stream
 But our dreams are not our own
 On the morning breezes they have flown
 So come near
 Sit and hear
 And then rest by the fire
 And come hear my song
 The tale of a liar, a maiden's gone
 The winter's cold, the night has come
 And still the wind blows strong
 And still the wind blows on
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 Glanced at me across the hall
 She blushed, and let her eyes fall
 And by the morrow she was gone
 Left but echoes on the dawn
 The night was long
 The wind was strong
 And we sat by the fire with song and wine
 She sang with the choir, then she was mine
 The maiden's fair, her smile divine
 And still I missed her sigh
 And she danced in the fire
 By midnight clear
 The song of the lyre, the song I fear
 The maiden's fair, the cliff so near
 And still her voice is here
 And still her voice is near