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HAPPY DAYS.
O happy days of innocence and song!
When Love was ever welcome, never wrong;
When words were from the heart, when folk were fain
To answer truth with truthfulness again.
O happy days of innocence and song!
When Love was ever welcome, never wrong;
When words were from the heart, when folk were fain
To answer truth with truthfulness again.
O happy days of innocence and song!
O blessed days of unforbidden joy!
When gentle Love was yet a thoughtless boy,
Unchidden for his boldness, yet afraid,
For that he loved, to importune his Maid.
O vernal promise of eternal joy!
When gentle Love was yet a thoughtless boy,
Unchidden for his boldness, yet afraid,
For that he loved, to importune his Maid.
O vernal promise of eternal joy!
O happy days of unrestrained song!
Days unto which fond memories belong:
A golden dawn that never may return,
Howe'er the poet's heart for you must yearn,
O happy days of innocence and song!
Days unto which fond memories belong:
A golden dawn that never may return,
Howe'er the poet's heart for you must yearn,
O happy days of innocence and song!
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