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Oh, put away your good words
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O how the operatic impulse wavers!
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I had the idea — the hope
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long thought and kind of
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When the eyes and lips are touched with honey
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It was certain we spoke
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And the prairie flowers lie low: —
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whistling a cowboy song concerning
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The past, the future, dwelling there,
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and the minor roadside flowers