  Mid each glimmer of sunlight, On the early morning dew, Refreshing thots came trooping, Old-time memories and you. I could hear thy footsteps falling, Doubt in sleep all cast asunder, Dreaming of thee, ever dreaming, Lost in love I ceased to wonder. ’Twas the bluebird’s lyric note, Welcomed me to light of day, With thy kiss upon my lips, Wrapt in ecstasy I lay. |
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