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...fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North. "O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would...died. "Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green? "O tell her,...

...and fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North. O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would...I died. Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? O tell her,...

...knowest each, That bright and fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North. O were I thou that she might take me in, And lay me...I died. Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? O tell her,...

...fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North. 80 " O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would...died. "Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? "O tell her,...

...fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North. 80 " 0 Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would...died. "Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green ? " O tell...

...and fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North. O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would...I died. Why lingereth she to clothe her heart with love, Delaying as the tender ash delays To clothe herself, when all the woods are green? O tell her,...

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