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Faul sings Dickinson"Heart not so heavy as mineWending late home s it passed my windowWhistled itsefl a tuneA careless snatch a ballad a ditty of the streetYet to my irritated earAn anodyne so sweet It was as if a bobolink Sauntering this way Carolled and mused and carolled Then bubbled slow away It was as if a chirping brook upon a toilsome waySet bleeding feet to minuets without knowing why Tomorrow night will come again weary perhaps and sore Ah bugle by my window, I pray you stroll more
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Faul sings Dickinson"Heart not so heavy as mineWending late home s it passed my windowWhistled itsefl a tuneA careless snatch a ballad a ditty of the streetYet to my irritated earAn anodyne so sweet It was as if a bobolink Sauntering this way Carolled and mused and carolled Then bubbled slow away It was as if a chirping brook upon a toilsome waySet bleeding feet to minuets without knowing why Tomorrow night will come again weary perhaps and sore Ah bugle by my window, I pray you stroll more
