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54003	Carleton, Will	Farm Legends			.txt	text/plain	29780	2293	94	There ain't no great good comes of speakin' the words so _polite_, So you joined hands with one you loved, when we to the cross-road came, I flung at him hot words of scorn, I turned my face away. O Rob, good-by; a solemn one!--'tis till the Judgment-day. When HE looked on her hard work, and saw that 'twas good. And there's nothing like an old tune to make the heart beat high. And there's nothing like an old tune to make the heart beat high. And there's nothing like an old tune to make the heart beat high. And there's nothing like an old tune to make the heart beat high. "ALICE, THE COUNTRY MAIDEN, WITH THE SWEET, LOVING FACE, "ALICE, THE COUNTRY MAIDEN, WITH THE SWEET, LOVING FACE, "ALICE, THE COUNTRY MAIDEN, WITH THE SWEET, LOVING FACE, Home to the hearts that are yearning to-day? (God bless his dear old sweet progressive heart!	./cache/54003.txt	./txt/54003.txt