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  Shepherd And The Maiden Ghost
 
  was an eve in late summer, autumn was nigh
 still  warm sun did colour the sky
  meadows did shine in a strange golden light
 and vales did forth the soft haze  night
 
 When through the  a voice did resound
 beckoning the shepherd to rise from  ground
 
 [THE SHEPHERD:]
 "What sweet voice does sing in such a  tone?
 What  does wander the heather alone?"
 
 Bewitched by its  he followed her song,
 whilst the  did descend and the shadows grew long
 In the dim  of dusk, near the sparkling cascade
 on a moss covered stone sat a  young maid
 
 [THE SHEPHERD:]
 "Why art  dreary? What happened to thee?
 What  didst thou sing so woefully?"
 
 [THE MAIDEN:]
 "Go whither O  Don't sadden thine heart
 Thou canst not help me - not  who thou art!
 An old man who's been born in a  of wood
 of a tree that at least a hundred years 
 cut by a boy who at heart was still  -
 might be my  if he knew that he could..."