.I know she rose early, for I heard her sweet singing
Echoing over the flowering heath.
She gathered the willow, the elder, the linden,
The holly, the ivy twined into a wreath.
Oh, the notes you are forming, I long to possess them.
They leap from your tongue and ascend on the breez.
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