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My little one came, and brought me a flower,

Never a sweeter one grew;

But it faded and faded in one short hour,

And lost all its pretty blue.

My little one stayed in the room and played;

And so my flower bloomed bright—

My beautiful blossom that did not fade,

But slept in my arms all night.

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"NOW, DOLLY, DEAR, I'M GOING AWAY."