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Lift up your face, little daisy, pray;

I can't stand here in the grass all day.

Jamie sent me, and Jamie is sick.

He says you are far too sweet to pick,

But he gave me something to give to you;

So hold up your cheek, little daisy, do.

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I know where there's a beautiful shoe,

Tiny and sweet, and ready for you;

It hides away in the balsam-flower,

But I'll find you a pair in less than an hour.

"Thank you, my laddie; now this I'll do,

I'll pluck a heart-flower just for you;

The hearts hang close on a bending spray,

And every heart hides a lyre away.

"How shall you find it? I'll tell you true:

You gently sunder the heart in two,

And under the color, as white as milk,

You'll find the lyre with its strings of silk."

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