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Sung by Mr. C. W. Bernard
In a valley fair I wandered,—
O’er its meadows pathways green,
Where ripling brook was flowing,
Like the spirit of the scene,
Isaw a lovely maiden— ,
With a basket brimming efer,"
With sweet buds, and so I asked her,
For a flower, and nothing more. .
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