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- DOWN BY THE SALLEY GARDENS
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- Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet;
- She passed the salley gardens with little snow white feet.
- She bid me take life easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
- But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree.
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- In a field by a river my love and I did stand,
- And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow white hand.
- She bid me take love easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
- But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
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- W.B. Yeats 1889.
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