Nancy Walsh
I, without bite or sup,
If thou wert fated for me,
I would up
And would go after thee
Through mountains!
A thousand thanks from me
To God have gone,
Because I did not lose my senses to thee,
Though it was hardly I escaped from thee,
O Ringleted One!
If thou wert fated for me,
I would up
And would go after thee
Through mountains!
A thousand thanks from me
To God have gone,
Because I did not lose my senses to thee,
Though it was hardly I escaped from thee,
O Ringleted One!
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