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III. Near Schaffhausen.
HER FAVOURITE FLOWERS.
I cannot bear those brilliant flowers
So blue among the corn,
With which she used in festal hours
Her tresses to adorn.
So blue among the corn,
With which she used in festal hours
Her tresses to adorn.
I cannot bear that they should still
Be beautiful and gay,
When she who loved their bloom so well
Has past in hers away.
Be beautiful and gay,
When she who loved their bloom so well
Has past in hers away.
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