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I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; / I'll only stop to rake the leaves away / (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): / I sha'n't be gone long.
-You come too.
I'm going out to fetch the little calf / That's standing by the mother. It's so young, / It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long.
-You come too.