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 The Shepherd And The Maiden 
 
 't was an eve in late summer, autumn was 
 still a warm sun did colour the 
 The meadows did shine in a  golden light
 and vales did  the soft haze of night
 
 When through the air a voice did 
 beckoning the  to rise from the ground
 
 [THE SHEPHERD:]
  sweet voice does sing in such a woebegone tone?
  maiden does wander the heather alone?"
 
 Bewitched  its tone, he followed her song,
 whilst the sun did descend and  shadows grew long
 In the dim light of dusk, near  sparkling cascade
 on a moss covered stone  a crying young maid
 
 [THE SHEPHERD:]
 "Why  thou dreary? What happened to thee?
 What  didst thou sing so woefully?"
 
 [THE MAIDEN:]
 "Go whither O shepherd! Don't  thine heart
 Thou canst not help me  not thou who thou art!
 An old man who's  born in a cradle of wood
  a tree that at least a hundred years stood,
 cut  a boy who at heart was still pure -
 might be my  if he knew that he could..."