Helen's Song
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Philip James Bailey
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The Rose is
Weeping for her love,
The nightingale.
And he is flying
Fast above,
To her he will
Not fail.
Already golden
Eve appears;
He wings his way along;
Ah! look he comes
To kiss her tears,
And soothe her
With his song.
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