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FOUND AT LAST.
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We searched the house in every place,
Grace, Bell, and I,
To find the pretty sleeve of lace
Robin placed high.

It formed a portion of her nest
Swung from the bough;
Sweet bird, with little scarlet breast,
We've caught you now!