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HERE is peace in this house,

He is come again;

He is here, he is close,

He, for whom they were fain;

There is peace in this house.

There is gladness and joy

For the safe return

Of this man, that was boy

Ere the year did turn;

There is gladness and joy.

There is sorrow to tell

For his grim-born pain;

He went down into hell,

Saw his comrades slain;

There is sorrow as well.

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