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Young man comes from hunting faint and weary
\"What does ail my lord, my dearie?\"

This young man he died eftsoon
By the light of a hunters' moon
'Twas not by bolt, nor yet by blade

This young man he died eftsoon
By the light of a hunters' moon
'Twas not by bolt, nor yet by blade

This young man he died eftsoon
By the light of a hunters' moon
'Twas not by bolt, nor yet by blade

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