A vi'let on the meadow grew, ...

A vi\'let on the meadow grew, That no one saw, that no one knew, It was a modest flower. A shepherdess pass\'d by that way-- Light footed, pretty and so gay; That way she came, Softly warbling forth her lay.
A vi'let on the meadow grew, That no one saw, that no one knew, It was a modest flower. A shepherdess pass'd by that way-- Light footed, pretty and so gay; That way she came, Softly warbling forth her lay.

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