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LOVE IS SO SWEET
Love is so sweet, but he seldom stays long:
(Roses of June are gone ere July.)
Love is so sweet, but brief ia his song:
(Roses of June on the first winds fly.)
(Roses of June are gone ere July.)
Love is so sweet, but brief ia his song:
(Roses of June on the first winds fly.)
Love is so sweet, but he leaves a pain:
(Roses of June have a thorn 'neath them all.)
Love is so sweet, but he comes not again:
(Roses of June must wither and fall.)
(Roses of June have a thorn 'neath them all.)
Love is so sweet, but he comes not again:
(Roses of June must wither and fall.)
Love was so sweet, but his day is past:
(Roses lie deep 'neath December snows.)
Love was so sweet, but he fled so fast;
(Roses are done when the summer-time goes.)
(Roses lie deep 'neath December snows.)
Love was so sweet, but he fled so fast;
(Roses are done when the summer-time goes.)
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