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'Twas in a little western town    An ancient Maiden dwelt:
Her name was
SS, or
SS,

Little Birds are dining Warily and well,
Hid in mossy cell:
Hid,
I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters- I've a Tale to tell

Now folds the Tree of Day its perfect flowers,
And every bloom becomes a bud again,
Shut and sealed up against the golden
Of bees that hover in the velvet hours…

Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake,
And hear a helpless orphan's tale,
Ah
sure my looks must pity wake,'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale

A farmer's wife, both young and gay,
And fresh as op'ning buds of May;
Had taken to herself, a Spouse,
And plighted many solemn vows,

IN and
TE, as gossips tell,    Were Lovers many a day;
IN the damsel lov'd so well,    That folks pretend to
The silly, simple, doting Lad,

I think that I shall never
Why I am thus, and I am so
Around me, other girls
In men the rush and roar of fire,

Part 10
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Where freezing wastes of dazzl'ing Snow    O'er
AN'S Lake rose, tow'ring;
The

Du Heilige
rufe dein Kind zur
ch habe genossen das irdische Gl
ch habe gelebt und geliebet

Belinda lived in a little white house,
With a little black kitten and a little gray mouse,
And a little yellow dog and a little red wagon,
And a realio, trulio, little pet dragon