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'Twas far away and long ago, / When I was but a dreaming boy, / This fairy tale of love and woe / Entranced my heart with tearful joy; / And while with white Undine I wept, / Your spirit, -- ah, how strange it seems, / Was cradled in some star, and slept, / Unconscious of her coming dreams.