Who danced on a level place,

And dreamed of the long dim hair

To old men playing at cards

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The handsomest young man there,

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Old men and young men and young girls

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And a young man brought him red wine

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A piper piping away,

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Of the drear Hart Lake.

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He played with the merry old men

He heard while he sang and dreamed

And out of his dream awoke:

Away from the merry bands,

Of her long dim hair.

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And thought not of evil chance,

Of Bridget his brｒｅａｄ.９9csｗ.ｃｏmide.

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With a twinkling of ancient hands.

With a sad and a gay face.

The wild duck and the drake

But Bridget drew him by the sleeve

And he saw how the reeds grew dark

And never was piping so sad,

And many a sweet thing said,