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Her hair was fair as flax when scutch'd and carded,
Her eyes were bluer than the blue flax-blossom,
Her shape was like a slender sapling guarded
Safe from all blasts, her youthful neck and bosom
Were closely, loosely, in her frock enfolded
As a vale-lily's swathing leaflets hold it.
Her eyes were bluer than the blue flax-blossom,
Her shape was like a slender sapling guarded
Safe from all blasts, her youthful neck and bosom
Were closely, loosely, in her frock enfolded
As a vale-lily's swathing leaflets hold it.
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