Lesson: ‘Tell me, little harebell, Are you lonely here. Blooming in the shadow On this rock so drear?’ ‘Clinging to this bit of earth, As if in mid-air, With your sweet face turned to me, Looking strangely fair?’ ‘Lady’ said the harebell, Nodding low its head, ‘Though this spot seem dreary, Thought the sunlight’s fled.
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