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The Maid of Brakel
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A girl from Brakel once went to St. Anne's Chapel at the foot of the
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Hinnenberg, and as she wanted to have a husband, and thought there was
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no one else in the chapel, she sang,
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"Oh, holy Saint Anne!
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Help me soon to a man.
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Thou know'st him right well,
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By Suttmer gate does he dwell,
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His hair it is golden,
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Thou know'st him right well."
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The clerk, however, was standing behind the altar and heard that, so he
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cried in a very gruff voice, "Thou shalt not have him! Thou shalt not
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have him!" The maiden thought that the child Mary who stood by her
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mother Anne had called out that to her, and was angry, and cried,
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"Fiddle de dee, conceited thing, hold your tongue, and let your mother
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speak!"
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