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WHEN I ROSE IN THE MORNING.
When I rose in the morning,
My heart full of woe,
I implored all the song birds
Why their mates on the bough
To their pleading gave heeding,
While Kate still said “No;”
But they made no kind answer
To a heart full of woe.
My heart full of woe,
I implored all the song birds
Why their mates on the bough
To their pleading gave heeding,
While Kate still said “No;”
But they made no kind answer
To a heart full of woe.
Till the wood-quest at noon.
From the forest below,
He taught me his secret
So tender and low
Of stealing fond feeling
With sweet notes of woe,
Coo-cooing so soft
Through the green leafy row.
From the forest below,
He taught me his secret
So tender and low
Of stealing fond feeling
With sweet notes of woe,
Coo-cooing so soft
Through the green leafy row.
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The long shadows fell,
And the sun he sank low,
And again I was pleading
In the mild evening glow:
“Ah! Kitty, have pity!”
Then how could she say “No.”
So for ever I'm free
From a heart full of woe.
And the sun he sank low,
And again I was pleading
In the mild evening glow:
“Ah! Kitty, have pity!”
Then how could she say “No.”
So for ever I'm free
From a heart full of woe.
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