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/ Beyond the barley meads and hay, / What was the light that beckoned there? / That made her sweet lips smile and say -- / 'Oh, busk me in a gown of May, / And knot red poppies in my hair.'
/ Over the meadow and the wood / What was the voice that filled her ears? / That sent into pale cheeks the blood, / Until each seemed a wild-brier bud / Mown down by mowing harvesters? .