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 And heavy swing her long silk sleeves

With cakes, love-letters, mikan ripe,

Small change, musk-bag, and writing-leaves.

The Musmee's heart is slow to grief,

And quick to pleasure, dance, and song;

The Musmee's pocket-handkerchief

A square of paper! All day long

Gentle, and sweet, and debonair

Is, rich or poor, this Asian lass:

Heaven have her in its tender care,

O medetô gozarimas!