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In a garden sat a maid and around her grew Fragrant
flowers,roses sweet and dainty violets too. In the distance stood a man
watched the maiden fair, Thought her quite the prettiest flower in the
gardenthere.
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Slowly he approached the maid and with lifted hat, Gave
her greeting asked her if she'd mind if down he sat.
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The maiden turned her eyes of blue up to his of brown
Blushed, but moved her skirts asine, so he could sit down.
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Gathered in his strong firm grasp her little hand so
white Through she pushed away from him, yet her touch was light.
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So he bold and bolder grew, drew her close to kiss
"Forgetting, by the world forgot" in this their hour of bliss.
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