Oldal 63 [63]
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THERE WAS A JOLLY MILLER.

There was a jolly miller

Lived on the river Dee:

He worked and sang from morn till night,
No lark so blithe as he.

And this the burden of his song
For ever used to be—

I care for nobody—no! not I,

Since nobody cares for me.

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