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[My fair lady's a dear, dear lady—]
My fair lady's a dear, dear lady—I walked by her side to woo.
In a garden alley, so sweet and shady,
She answered, ‘I love not you,
John, John Brady,’
Quoth my dear lady,
‘Pray now, pray now, go your way now,
Do, John, do!’
CHAPTER V.
THE PARROT IN HIS SHAWL. Mopsa the Fairy | ||