Song
Was my love so slight a thing,
Only a pebble at your feet,
Or a faded rose we fling
To the river or the street?
Nought but peace I wish you, though
For my wearier heart I pray
You may some day learn to know
What it was you cast away!
Only a pebble at your feet,
Or a faded rose we fling
To the river or the street?
Nought but peace I wish you, though
For my wearier heart I pray
You may some day learn to know
What it was you cast away!
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