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He turned away his head for he could not bear to see
He lifted her up and found she was dead,
A fountain of tears for his true love, he shed.
He bore her away to his home by the sea
Cryin'"Father, oh father, I murdered poor Polly !
I've killed my fair love in the flower of her life !
I always intended that she be my wife."
He roamed near the place where his true love was slain
He wept bitter tears, but his cries were all in vain.
As he looked on the lake, a swan glided by
And the sun slowly sank in the grey of the sky.