The Sky-Like Girl Whom We Knew! She Dressed Herself To Go To The Fair In A Dress Of White And Blue; A White Lace Cap, And Ribbons White She Wore In Her Hair; She Does Not Hear In The Night Her Mother Crying For Her, Where, Deep Down In The Sea, She Rolls And Lingers To And Fro Unweariedly.
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