SONGS OF THE SOUL
FOR THEE AND THINE
I love to seek
What’s mine.
I think, I act—
I work with tact
To gain what’s mine.
What’s mine.
I think, I act—
I work with tact
To gain what’s mine.
I pass by th’ river
In joyous quiver
To soothe this mind of mine.
I smell the flowers
To cheer the hours,—
I love to have what’s mine.
In joyous quiver
To soothe this mind of mine.
I smell the flowers
To cheer the hours,—
I love to have what’s mine.
I sip the gold sunshine
To warm this flesh of mine.
I drink the fresh and flowing air,
For me I lift my prayer,
I try to rake
The world to take
All things for me and mine.—
To warm this flesh of mine.
I drink the fresh and flowing air,
For me I lift my prayer,
I try to rake
The world to take
All things for me and mine.—
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