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IF HE CAN!
A SONG.
Let me see him once more
For a moment or two,
Let him tell me himself
Of his purpose, dear, do;
Let him gaze in these eyes
While he lays out his plan
To escape me,—and then—
He may go—if he can!
For a moment or two,
Let him tell me himself
Of his purpose, dear, do;
Let him gaze in these eyes
While he lays out his plan
To escape me,—and then—
He may go—if he can!
Let me see him once more,
Let me give him one smile,
Let me breathe but one word
Of endearment the while;
I ask but that moment—
My life on the man!
Does he think to forget me?
He may—if he can!
Let me give him one smile,
Let me breathe but one word
Of endearment the while;
I ask but that moment—
My life on the man!
Does he think to forget me?
He may—if he can!
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