PROLOGUE

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"I am stretched on your grave

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"I am stretched on your grave

And I'll lie here forever

If your hands were in mine, I'd be sure they would not sever

My apple tree, my brightness, it's time we were together

For I smell of the earth

And I'm worn by the weather

When my family think, That I'm safely in my bed

Oh, from mourń until night I am stretched out at your head

Calling unto the earth

With tears hot and wild

For the loss of the girl that I loved as a child

Do you remember the night?

Oh, the night when we were lost

In the shade of the Blackthorn

And the touch of the frost

Oh, and thanks be to Jesus

We did all that was right


And your Maidenhead still

Is your pillar of light"


                    

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