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LOOK AND LIST, LOVE.
To thine, to meet me at the soft
And blessed twilight hour,
Where we so oft have loved to meet
In our own wildwood bower.
List, love.
And blessed twilight hour,
Where we so oft have loved to meet
In our own wildwood bower.
List, love.
Look on the glorious hues that wave
Along the sunset sky,
Like heavenly banners o'er the hosts
Of angels trooping by,
And thou'lt see my spirit there
Soft beckoning unto thine,
To join me in that fairy realm,
And be for ever mine.
Look, love.
Along the sunset sky,
Like heavenly banners o'er the hosts
Of angels trooping by,
And thou'lt see my spirit there
Soft beckoning unto thine,
To join me in that fairy realm,
And be for ever mine.
Look, love.
Look on the cloudless heavens that roll
So beautiful and fair,
And think of all our earnest vows
That have their record there.
So beautiful and fair,
And think of all our earnest vows
That have their record there.
