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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE THREE GIFTS, by ELIZABETH HARCOURT
First Line: I made a song for her to sing
Last Line: The ring she never wore is rust.
First Line: I made a song for her to sing
Last Line: The ring she never wore is rust.
I made a song for her to sing,
And twined red lilies for her hair,
I wrought a ring for her to wear;
She thought my song a foolish rune,
She left my lilies in the dust,
The ring she never wore is rust.
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