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nd close beside this aged thorn,There is a fresh and lovely sight,A beauteous heap, a hill of moss,Just half a foot in height.All lovely colours there you see,All colours that were ever seen,And mossy network too is there,As if by hand of lady fairThe work had woven been,And cups, the darlings of the eye,So deep is their vermilion dye.
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