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MY SOPRANO.
(H. L.)
Loving her, what should I fail to do for her?—
Keep season on season sunny and blue for her,
Lengthen her days like a happy tale,
With thoughts all tender and hearts all true for her,
Keep season on season sunny and blue for her,
Lengthen her days like a happy tale,
With thoughts all tender and hearts all true for her,
Ward her from trouble, good tidings bring to her;
Fight for her, laugh with her, comfort her, cling to her,
But if I were even a nightingale,
I wonder—if I should dare to sing to her!
Fight for her, laugh with her, comfort her, cling to her,
But if I were even a nightingale,
I wonder—if I should dare to sing to her!
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