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...in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are longj long thoughts." I can see the shadowy lines of its trees,...

...up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verso of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : "A...thoughts." I can see the shadowy lines of its trees, And cateh, in sudden gleams, The sheen of the far-surrounding seas, And islands that were the Hespéridos...

...thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth comes back to me. ==Q And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory...its trees, And catch, in sudden gleams, The sheen of far surrounding seas, And islands that were the Hesperides Of all my boyish dreams. And the burden...

...in thot go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town And my youth comes back to me. • And a verse of a Lapland song. Is haunting my memory still. A boy's will is a wind's will, л And the thots of youth are long, long thots.' ***** And with joy that is almost pain,...

...in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town. And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." 108 I can see the shadowy lines of its trees,...

...in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town. And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." MY LOST YOUTH. I can sec the shadowy lines...

...thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth conies hack to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory...thoughts.'' I can see the shadowy lines of its trees, And cateh, in sudden gleams, The sheen of the far-surrounding seas, And islands that were the Ilesperides...

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...in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear old town, And my youth cames hack to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still ; "A hoy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts. " I can see the shadowy...