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 OOR little Lucy
 * By some mischance,

Lost her shoe
 * As she did dance:

'Twas not on the stairs,
 * Not in the hall;

Not where they sat
 * At supper at all.

She looked in the garden.
 * But there it was not;

Henhouse, or kennel,
 * Or high dovecote.

Dairy and meadow,
 * And wild woods through

Showed not a trace
 * Of Lucy's shoe.

Bird nor bunny
 * Nor glimmering moon

Breathed a whisper
 * Of where 'twas gone.

It was cried and cried,
 * Oyez and Oyez!

In French, Dutch, Latin,
 * And Portuguese.