第三十三章 雨中漫谈
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She bid me to take love easy as the leaves grow on the trees
But I being young and foolish with her would not agree
In a field by the river my love and I did stand
And on her leaning shoulder she id her snow-white hand
She bid me to take life easy as the grass grows on the weirs
But I was young and foolish and now I am full of tears
Down by the sally gardens my love and I did meet
She passed the sally gardens with little snow-white
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