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38579	nan	Recitations for the Social Circle. Selected and Original			.txt	text/plain	70454	5643	92	Pray whisper, sweet, our day to wed; warm hearts grow cold from waiting." us come out into the light of day; let us enjoy the fresh air of Liberty young man, with red hair and little twinkling light eyes, sang a song by De the way home and--and--I forgot to say good-night to the young man from When my eyes shall be turned to behold, for the last time, the sun in to my father, asking him to let me come home, but the answer that came was raised his eyes; "Great God!" said a lawyer, "he is dead!" "Oh, you just wait, young man, till your father comes home, and he'll make come; to call "good-night" from the little bed, now empty. And I said: "Through the days of danger, that little song shall be "Pretty soon one came along and said, in a voice that seemed like sweet	./cache/38579.txt	./txt/38579.txt