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     In valleys green and still

         Where lovers wander maying

     They hear from over hill

         A music playing.

     Behind the drum and fife,

         Past hawthornwood and hollow,

     Through earth and out of life

         The soldiers follow.

     The soldier's is the trade:

         In any wind or weather

     He steals the heart of maid

         And man together.

     The lover and his lass

         Beneath the hawthorn lying

     Have heard the soldiers pass,

         And both are sighing.

     And down the distance they

         With dying note and swelling

     Walk the resounding way

         To the still dwelling.