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  • Rated by madnicity on Apr 29 2007, 7:25pm

    She reach'd her husband's courtyard gate,And there her eldest daughter sate."O daughter mine, why so in tears?How fare my other little dears?""No mother at all art thou of mine,Thou'rt not like her, though fair and fine;"My mother's cheeks were white and red,But thine are pale, and like the dead.""And how should I be white and red,So long, my child, as I've been dead?"