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Then, in rising day,
On the grass they play;
Parents were afar,
Strangers
came not near,
And the maiden soon forgot her fear.
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Then, in rising day,
On the grass they play;
Parents were afar,
Strangers
came not near,
And the maiden soon forgot her fear.
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