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THE SHEEP AND THE BOY |
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3. True it seems a pleasant thing Nipping daisies in the spring; But what chilly nights I pass On the cold and dewy grass Or pick my scanty dinner where All the ground is brown and bare. |
4. Then the farmer comes at last, When the merry spring is past, Cuts my woolly fleece away For your coat in wintry day. Little master this is why In the pleasant fields I lie. |
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