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And so perchance would Andrew, if he dared,
For his young love was fearful as a hare
That trembles at the grating of dead leaves,
Walk side by side with Lucy and with Ruth;
And hold their church-books for them by the way,
And see them to the cottage garden gate
Ere he was fully master of his tongue.
For his young love was fearful as a hare
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Walk side by side with Lucy and with Ruth;
And hold their church-books for them by the way,
And see them to the cottage garden gate
Ere he was fully master of his tongue.
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