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THE TOUTH OF ROSENGORD. 349 |
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" And when will the raven be white as snow,
Young man of Rosengord ? " " When the grey rocks take to flight,
Our mother dear." Long may you look for me, or look for me never. s>
" And when will fly the grey rocks,
Young man of Eosengord ? " " The rocks they will fly never, Our mother dear." Long may you look for me, or look for me never. » |
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