Felicia Hemans,
Poems of Felicia Hemans in The Winter's Wreath…
(1828)
“ BY MRS. HEMANS. "Fair Helen of Kirconnel," as she is called in the Scottish Minstrelsy, throwing herself between her betrothed lover and a rival by whom his life was assailed, received a mortal wound, and died in the arms of the former. Hold me upon thy faithful heart, Keep back my flitting breath; 'Tis early, early to depart, Sweet friend!—yet this is Death! Look on me still:—let that kind eye Be the last light I see! Oh! sad it is in spring to die, But yet I die for thee! ”
