The Pity of Love
| A pity beyond all telling |
| Is hid in the heart of love: |
| The folk who are buying and selling, |
| The clouds on their journey above, |
| The cold wet winds ever blowing, |
| And the shadowy hazel grove |
| Where mouse-grey waters are flowing, |
| Threaten the head that I love. |
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