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IN A DISTANT LAND
MY heart has wandered far from me
On wings of love to-night,
Has passed a thousand leagues of sea
Swifter than swallow's flight.
On wings of love to-night,
Has passed a thousand leagues of sea
Swifter than swallow's flight.
What doth thy journey profit thee,
Thou idle wanderer,
Who canst not take my eyes to see
Nor tongue to talk with her!
Thou idle wanderer,
Who canst not take my eyes to see
Nor tongue to talk with her!
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