Then Demeter put on a cloak of white crocuses to
greet her daughter, which must've been intended to inspire an image of the
Mother as snow-covered mountain. BRBR

O come all you girls of Ireland, how happy you will be,
When you hear the sad news that my Molly is dead.
Take you all in your hundreds, line you up in a row,
Molly Bawn she shone above you like a mountain of snow.

"Johnny went fowling"/"Molly Bawn"
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