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THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE.
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The Child.

Come, tell me, do you love me?


Maurteen Bruin.

I love you!


The Child.

Ah! but you love this fireside!


Father Hart.

I love you


The Child.

But you love Him above.


Bridget Bruin.

She is blaspheming


The Child (to Maire).

And do you likewise love me?


Maire Bruin.

I don't know


The Child.

You love that great tall fellow over there:

Yet I could make you ride upon the winds,