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Her eyes are wild, her head is bare, / The sun has burnt her coal-black hair, / Her eye-brows have a rusty stain, / And she came far from over the main.
She has a baby on her arm, / Or else she were alone; / And underneath the hay-stack warm, / And on the green-wood stone, / She talked and sung the woods among; / And it was in the English tongue.