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I saw a bride splendid in white garmentsI saw a woman with one hundred children The children plump and firm within her arms,But some fell down or strangers took and ate them
Forest could keep secretsForest could keep secrets
The willow and the windare natural dancing partners;look how the willow weepswith the joy of movement,skillfully rooted to the spot.
Aren’t you cold and won’t you freeze,With branches bare, you winter trees?You’ve thrown away your summer shift,Your autumn gold has come adrift.