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CORYDON	A
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A PASTORAL	B
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SCENE A roadside in Arcady	C
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SHEPHERD	C
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Good sir have you seen pass this way	D
A mischief straight from market day	D
You'd know her at a glance I think	E
Her eyes are blue her lips are pink	E
She has a way of looking back	F
Over her shoulder and alack	F
Who gets that look one time good sir	G
Has naught to do but follow her	G
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PILGRIM	H
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I have not seen this maid methinks	I
Though she that passed had lips like pinks	I
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SHEPHERD	C
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Or like two strawberries made one	A
By some sly trick of dew and sun	A
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PILGRIM	H
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A poet	C
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SHEPHERD	C
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Nay a simple swain	A
That tends his flock on yonder plain	A
Naught else I swear by book and bell	J
But she that passed you marked her well	J
Was she not smooth as any be	K
That dwell herein in Arcady	C
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PILGRIM	H
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Her skin was as the satin bark	F
Of birches	I
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SHEPHERD	C
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Light or dark	F
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PILGRIM	H
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Quite dark	F
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SHEPHERD	C
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Then 'twas not she	K
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PILGRIM	H
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The peach's side	C
That's next the sun is not so dyed	C
As was her cheek Her hair hung down	A
Like summer twilight falling brown	A
And when the breeze swept by I wist	C
Her face was in a sombre mist	C
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SHEPHERD	C
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No that is not the maid I seek	F
HER hair lies gold against the cheek	F
Her yellow tresses take the morn	A
Like silken tassels of the corn	A
And yet brown locks are far from bad	C
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PILGRIM	H
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Now I bethink me this one had	C
A figure like the willow tree	K
Which slight and supple wondrously	J
Inclines to droop with pensive grace	I
And still retains its proper place	I
A foot so arched and very small	J
The marvel was she walked at all	J
Her hand in sooth I lack for words	I
Her hand five slender snow white birds	I
Her voice though she but said God speed	C
Was melody blown through a reed	C
The girl Pan changed into a pipe	L
Had not a note so full and ripe	L
And then her eye my lad her eye	M
Discreet inviting candid shy	M
An outward ice an inward fire	G
And lashes to the heart's desire	G
Soft fringes blacker than the sloe	J
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SHEPHERD THOUGHTFULLY	J
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Good sir which way did THIS one go	J
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PILGRIM SOLUS	I
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So he is off The silly youth	N
Knoweth not Love in sober sooth	N
He loves thus lads at first are blind	C
No woman only Womankind	C
I needs must laugh for by the Mass	I
No maid at all did this way pass	I

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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