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![]() Where can poor Robin go? |
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![]() Home comes the rover, For mother's kiss—sweeter this Than any other thing! |
![]() That time is far away; With strangers now I live instead, From dreary day to day. |
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![]() And in Comfort no less I believe all the rest is but patter. |
![]() And in Comfort no less I believe all the rest is but patter. |
![]() I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me. |
![]() And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. |
![]() Thou Spirit of the Summer-time! |
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