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Her head oft rested on a wild-deer's flank.
When flocked the hinds to Mass from field and farm
Noting the corn-stacks near the household trees
She wept, for still her heart was with the poor:—
‘Alas, must all their little humble store
Be prey to fire and sword?’
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