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Rh "Ho! ho! my dainty maiden,

It surely can not be

You are thinking you are master

Of your heart, when it is me."

And another gleaming arrow

Does the little god's behest,

And the dainty little maiden

Falls upon her lover's breast.

"The same old story told again,"

And listened to o'er and o'er,

Will still be new, and pleasing, too,

Till "Time shall be no more."