Melody -
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1. Dear thoughts are in my mind And my soul soars enchanted As I hear the sweet lark sing In the clear air of the day For a tender beaming smile To my hope has been granted And tomorrow she shall hear All my fond heart would say. |
2. I shall tell her all my love And my soul's adoration And I think she will hear me And will not say me nay It is this that gives my soul All its joyous elation As I hear the sweet lark sing In the clear air of the day. |
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