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Heigho! what music entrancing!
Flutes, fiddles, and trumpets, and all!
And see where my love is dancing
A dance at her wedding ball.

Heigho! what a clamour and droning!
How the trumpets bray thro' the hall!
But hark to the sobbing and groaning
Of the good angels all.
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