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THE SANDS OF DEE.
iii.'Oh! is it weed, or fish, or floating hair,—   A tress of golden hair,   A drownèd maiden's hair  Above the nets at sea?Was never salmon yet that shone so fair  Among the stakes on Dee.'
iv.They rowed her in across the rolling foam,   The cruel crawling foam,   The cruel hungry foam,  To her grave beside the sea:But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home  Across the sands of Dee.
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