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see the other page which is then lit up; or hear the voices

time:2023-12-02 22:24:15source：androidedit：zop

Were we but only past the hill! There sits my mother upon a stone My brain,

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alas, is cold with dread! There sits my mother upon a stone, And to and fro

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she shakes her head; She winks not, she nods not, her head it droops sore;

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She slept so long, she waked no more; She slept, that we might taste of bliss:

Ah! those were happy times, I wis!

Since here avails nor argument nor prayer, Thee hence by force I needs must

Loose me! I will not suffer violence! With murderous hand hold not so fast! I

have done all to please thee in the past!