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't was an eve in late summer, was nigh
still a sun did colour the sky
The meadows did shine in a strange golden
and vales did the soft haze of night

When through the air a voice did
beckoning the to rise from the ground

THE
"What sweet voice does sing in a woebegone tone?
maiden does wander the heather alone?"

Bewitched by its tone, he her song,
whilst the sun did descend and the shadows grew
In the dim light of dusk, near the cascade
on a moss stone sat a crying young maid

THE
"Why art thou dreary? What happened to
song didst thou sing so woefully?"

THE
"Go whither O shepherd! Don't sadden thine
canst not help me - not thou who thou art!
An old man who's been born in a of wood
of a that at least a hundred years stood,
cut by a boy who at heart was pure -
be my redeemer if he knew that he could..."