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SONGS OF THE SOUL
THE TOILER'S LAY
From school of life,
From bossy duty's binding day,
From hours of dollar-strife
I wish I were a run-away!
From bossy duty's binding day,
From hours of dollar-strife
I wish I were a run-away!
From chasing worry hound
I'll fly one day,
From crowds and throngs around
I wish I were a run-away!
I'll fly one day,
From crowds and throngs around
I wish I were a run-away!
From greedy food
That steals its way,
From luring dainties' tempting mood
I wish I were a run-away!
That steals its way,
From luring dainties' tempting mood
I wish I were a run-away!
From homely cups and chairs and couch
The call of grassy-bed today
My heart doth snatch;-
I wish I were a run-away!
The call of grassy-bed today
My heart doth snatch;-
I wish I were a run-away!
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