Ponderings of a little english girl

Jan 09
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With rue my heeart is laden For golden friends i had. For many a rose-lipt maiden  And many a lightfoot lad. By brooks too broad for leaping The lightfoot boys are laid; The rose-lipt girls are sleeping In fields where roses fade.

With rue my heeart is laden

For golden friends i had.

For many a rose-lipt maiden 

And many a lightfoot lad.

By brooks too broad for leaping

The lightfoot boys are laid;

The rose-lipt girls are sleeping

In fields where roses fade.