.The gay goshawk came to my window sill;
The snow it fell fast & the stars stood still;
Oh, won't you take me in from the storm;
Won't you take me between your sheets so warm.
Gold was the colour of his wings so fair;
His eyes they were bold and of silver so rare;
As I lay his b.
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