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And stood before the youths with such a lookOf anguish and reproach that well they knewHer thought, and almost wished the deed undone. Frankly they owned the charge: "And pardon us;We did it all in love; we could not bearThat the cold world of waters and the strangeBeings that dwell within it should beguileOur sister from us." Then they told her all;How they had seen her stealthily bestowThe slippers in the cleft, and how by stealthThey took them thence and bore them down the brook,And dropped them in, and how the eager wavesGathered and drew them down: but at that wordThe maiden shrieked—a broken-hearted shriek—And all who heard it shuddered and turned paleAt the despairing cry, and "They are gone,"
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