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"Laura Lee"

Why hath thy merry face
 Gone from my side
Leaving each cherished place
 Cheerless and void
     has the
Why hath my happy dream,
 Blended with thee,
Passed Gone like a flitting beam
 Sweet Laura Lee

Far from all pleasure torn
 Sad and alone
How doth my spirit mourn
 While thou art gone
How like a desert isle
 Earth seems to me
Robbed of thy sunny smile
 Sweet Laura Lee