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Of sands by the lakeside, to where, in
my boat I am waiting the lassie, and then we go
drifting, The happiest lovers on earth or afloat.
From her hair, where the sunlight so cheerÂily dances To feet that are dimpled, and shapely, and bare My love is my life, and its worth she enhances By her's that's so artless, and honest, and rare. I'm sure 'twould be happiness, true and unfailing, If that pretty maiden could always with me, Go loving and laughing, and singing and sailing, Through all of my journey on Life's changeful sea. |
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