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‘T was far away and long ago,
When I was but a dreaming boy,
This fairy tale of love and woe
Entranced my heart with tearful joy;
And while with white Undine I wept,
Your spirit, ah, how strange it seems,
Was cradled in some star, and slept,
Unconscious of her coming dreams.

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Poem Undine - Henry Van Dyke