Under my window, under my window,
  All in the Midsummer weather,
Three little girls with fluttering curls
  Flit to and fro together:—
There ’s Bell with her bonnet of satin sheen,
And Maud with her mantle of silver-green,
  And Kate with her scarlet feather.

Under my window, under my window,
  Leaning stealthily over,
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