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��My Love's an Arbutus
��My Love's an arbutus
By the borders of Lene, So slender and shapely
In her girdle of green. And I measure the pleasure
Of her eyes' sapphire sheen, By the blue skies that sparkle
Through the soft branching screen.
��Andante
��Irish Song
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