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EVELYNE MAY.
Fair as the day is Evelyne May,Fair as a June time day.
Delicate flower from loves' gentle bower,
Beautiful Evelyne May.
The song she sings like silver rings
The songs of Evelyne May
Warbled so sadly, trilling so gladly,
Bore my heart away.
Every day bright and gay
I think of Evelyne May.
Of her laughing of her chaffing,
Evelyne's far away.
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