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‘Annie! Annie!’
Hark, it is Father's call!
See, he is coming! Run
To meet him, little one,
In the golden evenfall.
Yonder down the lane
His voice calls clear:
‘Annie!’ he cries again—
Run down and meet him, dear!
The long day's toil is done,
The hour of rest has come—
Haste to him, little one—
Ride on his shoulder home!
Hark, it is Father's call!
See, he is coming! Run
To meet him, little one,
In the golden evenfall.
Yonder down the lane
His voice calls clear:
‘Annie!’ he cries again—
Run down and meet him, dear!
The long day's toil is done,
The hour of rest has come—
Haste to him, little one—
Ride on his shoulder home!
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