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![]() Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and cherries eating. Merry, merry, take a cherry, mine are sounder, mine are rounder, Mine are sweeter for the eater, when the dews fall, and you'll be fairies all. |
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![]() Is there such a thing as day? ... Please to tell a little pilgrim Where the place called morning lies! |
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