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Tis not the swaying frame we miss ' It is the steadfast Heart, |
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That had it beat a thousand years, With Love alone had bent, It's fervor the Electric Oar, That bore it through the Tomb, Ourselves, denied the privilege, Consolelessly presume |
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Tis not the swaying frame we miss ' It is the steadfast Heart, |
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That had it beat a thousand years, With Love alone had bent, It's fervor the Electric Oar, That bore it through the Tomb, Ourselves, denied the privilege, Consolelessly presume |
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Transcription and commentary copyright 1996 by Martha Nell Smith, all rights reserved
Last updated on August 13, 1998
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