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112 Green against the draggled drift,

Faint and frail and first —

Buy my Northern blood-root

And I'll know where you were nursed:

Buy my English posies!

Here's to match your need—

Buy a tuft of royal heath,

Buy a bunch of weed

White as sand of Muysenberg

Spun before the gale—

Buy my heath and lilies

And I'll tell you whence you hail!