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

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

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

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

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

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