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I heard the Pipes O’ Pan today When morn was breaking clear, The sun had pierced the dawning clouds, And joy was in the air. I heard a footstep in the grass, And there between the trees I caught a … Continue reading

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I was not meant to ply a thread In garments soft, nor fine and white. Oh no!  Nor was I meant to tend a house, Or sweep the hearth, or dim the light. No!  I was meant for other things; … Continue reading

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