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He took her back into the sleigh and quickly hurried
home; When he arrived at her father's door, oh, how her
friends did mourn; They mourned the loss of a daughter dear, while
Charles wept over the gloom, Till at last he died with the bitter grief,— now they
both lie in one tomb. |
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