_Over the leas the Princess came,_ _On the sward of the cliffs that breast the sea,_ _With her cheeks aglow and her hair aflame,_ _That snared the eyes and blinded them,_ _And now is but a memory._ _Over the leas, the wind-tossed dream,_ _Over the leas above the sea,_ _Passed and went to reign supreme._ _--No need of a crown or diadem_ _In the kingdom of misty Memory._…
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