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there is no flock, however watched and tended
what spiteful chance steals unawares
there was a time in former years
as a naked man i go
therefore i may not
out of the deep and the dark
i have heard that a certain princess
renew the vision of delight
gingham dog and the calico cat
among the mountains i wandered
there were three in the meadow by the brook
the sun is up
i love the old melodious lays