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I've been so happy, mother dear, When brightest summer smiled, The friends who love me far away Have guarded well your child; They've brought me almost back again To you and home's delight But I will never see you more, For Lizzie dies tonight! We are coming Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more, From Mississippi's winding stream and from New England's shore; We leave our plows and workshops, our wives and children dear, With hearts too full for utterance, with but a silent tear; We dare not look behind us but steadfastly before, We are coming, Father Abraam, three hundred thousand more. Forms departed rise before me, Smiles long vanish'd greet again, Eyes forever seal'd beam o'er me, Soothing once the sense of pain. Where is the lone heart that nothing can find That is lovely beneath the blue skies.
Tell me, by those ringlets, By those eyes of blue, Molly! She has left the sunny hills In their blushing bloom She has left the running rills Blushing round her home, Far in some distant land She may yet be seen Leading a fairy band Like a fairy queen.
Smallest helps, if rightly giv'n, Make the impulse stronger; 'Twill be strong enough one day; Wait a little longer. Leave me with my mother for her voice is sweet, Sweetest, sweetest melody Leave me with my mother, for she clings to me, Fondly, fondly clings to me!
Alone to struggle in the fray, Till my earthly cares are done; While the young, the far have vanish'd from the day, Before their sorrows had begun.
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Little Willie murmured never, Praise the Lord!