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3. By-and-By
With dreamy nooks, and gleams of sky,
And wild-flowers sweet for fingering
The blossoming Lane of By-and-by
Goes winding, loitering, lingering;
And wild-flowers sweet for fingering
The blossoming Lane of By-and-by
Goes winding, loitering, lingering;
Till, after many a green delay,
It crosses Dead Endeavour,
And reaches, in the gloaming grey,
The haunted House of Never.
It crosses Dead Endeavour,
And reaches, in the gloaming grey,
The haunted House of Never.
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