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Henry Van Dyke - Undine
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`T was far away and long ago,
     When I was but a dreaming boy,
This fairy tale of love and woe
     Entranced my heart with tearful joy;
And while with white Undine I wept,
     Your spirit, — ah, how strange it seems, —
Was cradled in some star, and slept,
     Unconscious of her coming dreams.
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