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AN ECHO.
“Come back,” I sigh'd—
The flower
I dropp'd upon the tide
Was vanish'd many an hour.
“Come back,” the Echo sigh'd
The flower
I dropp'd upon the tide
Was vanish'd many an hour.
“Come back,” the Echo sigh'd
“Come back,” I cried—
The love,
Flower-like I cast aside,
An angel bears above.
“Come back,” the Echo cried.
The love,
Flower-like I cast aside,
An angel bears above.
“Come back,” the Echo cried.
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