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OW a little
Set thick with lily and red rose,
Where I would wander if I

Where are ye now,
O beautiful girls of the mountain,      Oreads all
Nothing at all stirs here save the drip of the fountain;      Answers our
Only the heart-glad thrush, in the Vale of Thrushes;      Stirs in the