Hyacinth's Seancé Song O is it weed,or fish,or floating hair- A tress of golden hair A drowned maiden's hair, Above the nets at sea? They row'd her in across the rolling foam, The cruel crawling foam, The cruel hungry foam, To her grave beside the sea. Excerpt from A Drowned Maiden's Hair by Laura Amy Schlitz
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