Beyond, beyond the mountain line, The gray stone and the boulder, Beyond the growth of dark green pine, That crowns its western shoulder, There lies that fairy land of mine, Unseen of a beholder.
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Beyond, beyond the mountain line, The gray stone and the boulder, Beyond the growth of dark green pine, That crowns its western shoulder, There lies that fairy land of mine, Unseen of a beholder.
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