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DEAR DELIGHT
Youngling fair, and dear delight,
’Tis Love hath thee in keeping;
Green are the hills in morning light,
A long adieu to weeping!
The elfin-folk sing shrill a-ring;
Children afield are straying;
Dance, too, thou tiny, lovely thing,
For all the world's a-maying.
Droop will the shadows of the night;
Quiet be thy sleeping.
Thou youngling fair, and dear delight,
’Tis Love hath thee in keeping.
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