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4 "Dear little lambs, in your fleecy fold 5 Dancing and whirling the soft, leaves went;
Mother will keep you from harm and cold. Winter had called them and they were content—
Fondly we've watch'd you in vale and glade; Soon fast asleep in their earthy beds— Say, will you dream of our loving shade?" Snow laid a soft mantle o'er their heads.
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