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Silently Shes Combing

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Silently shes combing,     Combing her long hair     Silently and graciously,     With many a pretty air.     The sun is in the willow leaves     And on the dapplled grass,     And still shes combing her long hair     Before the looking-glass.     I pray you, cease to comb out,     Comb out your long hair,     For I have heard of witchery     Under a pretty air,     That makes as one thing to the lover     Staying and going hence,     All fair, with many a pretty air     And many a negligence.

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