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The flowers are one and all gazing
At the shining God of day—
The rivers are one and all taking
To the shining sea their way.
My songs are one and all flying
To the shining eyes of my dear—
Take with you my tears and my sighing,
Ye songs, so mournful and drear.
At the shining God of day—
The rivers are one and all taking
To the shining sea their way.
My songs are one and all flying
To the shining eyes of my dear—
Take with you my tears and my sighing,
Ye songs, so mournful and drear.
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