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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.
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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