 | Lyrics by John B Tabb |  |
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THE PILGRIM.
When, but a child, I wandered hence,Another child—sweet Innocence,
My sister—went with me:
But I have lost her, and am fain
To seek her in the home again
Where we were wont to be.
| Lyrics by John B Tabb | |
Another child—sweet Innocence,
My sister—went with me:
But I have lost her, and am fain
To seek her in the home again
Where we were wont to be.