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Hope You'll
I hope you’ll,
Continue to be my host,
And my hope, if all of mine is lost?
Separate me not from the rest,
But keep me near thy breast,
Till my June-July rains May,
And never cast me away.
Per chance I go astray or flee,
Crush me not like a flea.
With...
Continue to be my host,
And my hope, if all of mine is lost?
Separate me not from the rest,
But keep me near thy breast,
Till my June-July rains May,
And never cast me away.
Per chance I go astray or flee,
Crush me not like a flea.
With...
