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I'M going out
to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake
the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I
may):
I sha'n't be gone long.--You come too.
I'm
going out to fetch the little calf
That's standing by
the mother. It's so young,
It totters when she licks
it with her tongue.
I sha'n't be gone long.--You come
too.
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