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THE TEARS WILL FLOW.
The tears will flow, I know not why,
Nor what it is that makes me sigh,
For all is bright, the day, the air,
And all the winds sweet odours bear,
And runs the stream with music by.
Nor what it is that makes me sigh,
For all is bright, the day, the air,
And all the winds sweet odours bear,
And runs the stream with music by.
It is that thou, Love, art not nigh,
This takes the sunshine from the sky,
And casts a shadow everywhere,
The tears will flow.
This takes the sunshine from the sky,
And casts a shadow everywhere,
The tears will flow.
For once we stood here, thou and I,
And wondered that the plover's cry
Should be so sad. We knew not care,
And all the world to us was fair,
But since these days behind us lie,
The tears will flow.
And wondered that the plover's cry
Should be so sad. We knew not care,
And all the world to us was fair,
But since these days behind us lie,
The tears will flow.
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