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<p>Why did you fail to appear at the cot in the vineyard today, Love?<br/>
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As I had promised I would, long I awaited you there.<br/>
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"Dear, I had almost arrived when I saw, by good fortune, your uncle<br/>
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Standing right there by the vines, looking now this way, now that.<br/>
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Stealthily I slipped away." —Alas, what a misapprehension!<br/>
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You saw the scarecrow, that's all. Nothing else drove you away.<br/>
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Reeds and some discarded garments all hastily cobbled together—<br/>
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I helped to make it myself: diligent in my own grief.<br/>
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"Well, now his wish is fulfilled. The old gardner's most dissolute crow has<br/>
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Left on this day unscathed nice little garden and niece."<br/></p>
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