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I have long been racking my brains with thinking,
With thinking and musing by night and day;
But those sweet eyes of thine, my dear one,
To resolution have shown me the way!
Yes, I will abide where those eyes will light me,
And follow the starry guiding ray;
Though I never thought I should know what Love was,
Never again to my dying day.
With thinking and musing by night and day;
But those sweet eyes of thine, my dear one,
To resolution have shown me the way!
Yes, I will abide where those eyes will light me,
And follow the starry guiding ray;
Though I never thought I should know what Love was,
Never again to my dying day.
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