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NELLY.
In a leafy hamlet,
Filled with bees and blooms,
In a home where roses
Peer through all the rooms,
Where through open windows
Sounds the clacking mill
And the rushing waters
Noon with freshness fill,
There you'll find my Nelly,
There her parents dwell,
But, where'er my heart is,
There she dwells as well.
Filled with bees and blooms,
In a home where roses
Peer through all the rooms,
Where through open windows
Sounds the clacking mill
And the rushing waters
Noon with freshness fill,
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There her parents dwell,
But, where'er my heart is,
There she dwells as well.
Garden, kitchen, parlour,
Each her sweetness sees
Brightening Summer's sunshine,
Busy as her bees;
Gladdening every gladness,
Making sorrow smile,
There, the more's my sadness,
There she'll dwell awhile,
There I know my Nelly
Yet awhile must dwell,
But, within my heart, too,
There she'll dwell as well.
Each her sweetness sees
Brightening Summer's sunshine,
Busy as her bees;
Gladdening every gladness,
Making sorrow smile,
There, the more's my sadness,
There she'll dwell awhile,
There I know my Nelly
Yet awhile must dwell,
But, within my heart, too,
There she'll dwell as well.
Happy hour that's coming,
Come with lagging May
When with happier humming
Bees shall bless the day,
When, a bride, I'll bring her
Through the happy door,
Door, no more to see her
Often as before.
Till that day, my Nelly
'Mongst your roses dwell,
But within my heart, dear,
Nestle there as well.
Come with lagging May
When with happier humming
Bees shall bless the day,
When, a bride, I'll bring her
Through the happy door,
Door, no more to see her
Often as before.
Till that day, my Nelly
'Mongst your roses dwell,
But within my heart, dear,
Nestle there as well.
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