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Long ago and long ago, / And long ago still, / There dwelt three merry maidens / Upon a distant hill. / One was tall Meggan, / And one was dainty May, / But one was fair Margaret, / More fair than I can say, / Long ago and long ago.
When Meggan plucked the thorny rose, / And when May pulled the brier, / Half the birds would swoop to see, / Half the beasts draw nigher; / Half the fishes of the streams / Would dart up to admire: / But when Margaret plucked a flag-flower, / Or poppy hot aflame, / All the beasts and all the birds / And all the fishes came / To her hand more soft than snow.