| Song: Composed on Ascending Mount Mikasa |
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| A Thousand years of happy life be thine! |
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| One thing, alas! more fleeting have I seen |
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| If to this frame of mine in spring's first hour |
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| When told that it will snakes devour |
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| Athwart the surface of the stream |
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| Asters bloom, The. Come butterflies |
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| After I've swept and tidied up |
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| Oh! what a heavy weight of snow |
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| All come at last to be a fan's |
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