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"It fell about the Martinmas, When nights were lang and mirk, That wife's twa sons cam hame again, And their hats were o' the birk.
"It did na graw by bush or brae, Nor yet in ony shough; But by the gates o' paradise That birk grew fair eneugh. " The Wife of Usher's Well.