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True Thomas sat on Huntleigh bank, And he beheld a lady gay, A lady that was brisk and bold Come riding o'er the ferny brae.
True Thomas he pulled off his cap And bowed him low down to his knee "All hail thou mighty Queen of Heaven, Your like on Earth I ne'er did see."
"Oh no, oh no, True Thomas, " she said, "That name does not belong to me. For I am the Queen of Fair Elfland, Where you must go along with me." |
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