i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
a pretty a day (and every fades) is here and away (but born are maids to flower an hour in all,all)
o yes to flower until so blithe a doer a wooer some limber and lithe
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