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Weeping,
I go down the
Grotesque, without
With the sadness of

She kneels by the cradle Where Jesus doth lie;
Singing,
Lullaby, my Baby
But why dost Thou cry

Lady, weeping at the crossroads,
Would you meet your
In the twilight with his greyhounds,
And the hawk on his glove