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It being in the blooming Summer time when meadows they were in their prime, To take the air I was inclined And carelessy did range, Where primroses & violets blue, And daisies o'er the plains were strew, My onward course I did pursue, Till I arrived in Grange. II 'Twas there I spied a neat abode, A sunny cottage by the road, Wherein a damsel sang & sewed Whose melodies could change Man's darkest sorrow into bliss
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