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They brought to the little Princess, from her earliest hour of birth, / The lovely things, the beautiful things, the soft things of earth.
They covered her floor with crimson, they wrapped her in eiderdown; / They hung the windows with cloth of gold, lest her eyes look down; / (Lest the highway show an unlovely thing / And her eyes look down.)