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A north country maid up to London has stray'd,
Although with her nature it did not agree;
She wept, and she sighed, and she bitterly cried:
'I wish once again in the North I could be!
Oh! the oak, and the ash, and the bonny ivy tree,
They flourish at home in the North country.
( No doubt, did I please, I could marry with ease; )
Although with her nature it did not agree;
She wept, and she sighed, and she bitterly cried:
'I wish once again in the North I could be!
Oh! the oak, and the ash, and the bonny ivy tree,
They flourish at home in the North country.
( No doubt, did I please, I could marry with ease; )
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