fields over the hills, there is no washing; no pinning-Angzang seven-foot net

fields over the hills, there is no washing; no pinning

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yet, To kiss thou couldst so soon forget! Why on thy neck so anxious do I

fields over the hills, there is no washing; no pinning

feel When formerly a perfect heaven of bliss From thy dear looks and words

fields over the hills, there is no washing; no pinning

would o'er me steal? As thou wouldst stifle me thou then didst kiss! Kiss me!

fields over the hills, there is no washing; no pinning

Or I'll kiss thee! (She embraces him.) Woe! woe! Thy lips are cold, Are

dumb! Thy love where hast thou left? Who hath me of thy love bereft?

Come! Follow me, my dearest love, be bold! I'll cherish thee with ardour

thousand - fold; I but entreat thee now to follow me!

And art thou he? and art thou really he?