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AS WE DANCE ROUND A-RING A-RING by ANONYMOUS

Last Line: AND HEAVEN ITS DEWS BE STAYING
Subject(s): MAY (MONTH);
As we dance round a-ring-a-ring,
A maiden goes a-maying;
And here a flower, and there a flower,
Through mead and meadow straying:
O gentle one, why dost thou weep? --
Silver to spend with; gold to keep;
Till spin the green round World asleep,
And Heaven its dews by staying.




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