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| Along those raised banks of the Ru, | |
| I cut down the branches and slender stems. | |
| While I could not see my lord, | |
| I felt as it were pangs of great hunger. | |
| Along those raised banks of the Ru, | |
| I cut down the branches and fresh twigs. | |
| I have seen my lord; | |
| He has not cast me away. | |
| The bream is showing its tail all red; | |
| The royal House is like a blazing fire. | |
| Though it be like a blazing fire, | |
| Your parents are very near. |
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