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The One Day
In a labyrinthine woodland
I met the Lady May,
Fresh with showers, sweet with flowers,
And I followed all the day
Her footsteps in the long grass
Where the dew was brushed away.
I met the Lady May,
Fresh with showers, sweet with flowers,
And I followed all the day
Her footsteps in the long grass
Where the dew was brushed away.
When the even fell she vanished,
And the night came dark with rain;
Through the woods the spirits banished
Shrieked fitfully in pain;
And I had lived the one day
That in life comes not again.
And the night came dark with rain;
Through the woods the spirits banished
Shrieked fitfully in pain;
And I had lived the one day
That in life comes not again.
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