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Both the tongue and face were strange.

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Some strangers came last week to Clover Hill;

She must be one of them.

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I am afraid.

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The priest will keep all harm out of the house.

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The Cross will keep all harm out of the house

While it hangs there.

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Come, sit beside me, colleen,

And put away your dreams of discontent,

For I would have you light up my last days

Like a bright torch of pine, and when I die

I will make you the wealthiest hereabout;

For hid away where nobody can find

I have a stocking full of silver and gold.