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GOLU.
ONCE I had a little sweetheart
In the land of the Malay,—
Such a little yellow sweetheart!
Warm and peerless as the day
Of her own dear sunny island,
Keimah, in the far, far East,
Where the mango and banana
Made us many a meny feast.
Such a little copper sweetheart
Was my Golu, plump and round.
With her hair all blue-black streaming
O'er her to the very ground.
Soft and clear as dew-drop clinging
To a grass blade was her eye;
For the heart below was purer
Than the hill-stream whispering by.
