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352 THE BLOOD-STAINED SON. |
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" Where leaVst thou thy youthful daughter,
Merry son of mine ? " She to the wood and eat wild berries, Never wish to see me more,
O dear mother mine." «
" Home when com'st thou back from roaming,
Merry son of mine ? " u In the north when breaks the morning,
O dear mother mine."
" In the north when breaks the morning, s)
Merry son of mine ? " " When stones dance upon the water,
O dear mother mine."
" When shall stones dance on the water, Merry son of mine ? " as
" When a feather sinks to the bottom, O dear mother mine."
" When shall feathers sink to the bottom,
Merry son of mine ? " " When we all shall come to judgment, 60
O dear mother mine." |
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