Soon she hears the well-known music

Of his voice, borne on the air:

"Don't you hear me coming, Dolly?

Dolly, dear, I'll soon be there."

And the one she's long been waiting,

Hat upraised, now comes in sight,

Hastening towards the blue-eyed maiden,

Waiting in the soft twilight.

Happy hearts, so young and trusting,

May no frost e'er blight your love,

But may blessings all unnumbered

Fall upon you from above!

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Life Songs.

A brook flashed from a rugged height,

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Merrily, merrily glancing;

The songs of the summer light

Kept time to the tune of its dancing.

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