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"I must wear a willow garland, For my love is on the sea; He's a gay and gallant rover, And I 'spect he's false to me."
The particular weeping willow from which this garland was to be gathered was one of the most pliant and flexible in Rubicon Meadows, and it needed to be so; for many years it had been used as a rocking-horse by the slender, graceful girl swinging on one of its drooping branches.