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/ I. My love went berrying / Where brooks were merrying / And wild wings ferrying / Heaven's amethyst; / The wildflowers blessed her, / My dearest Hester, / The winds caressed her, / The sunbeams kissed.
/ II. I followed, carrying / Her basket; varying / Fond hopes of marrying / With hopes denied; / Both late and early / She deemed me surly, / And bowed her curly / Fair head and sighed: