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29587	Noe, Cotton	The Loom of Life			.txt	text/plain	11731	1119	97	Like her who wrought at the Old-fashioned Loom, The landscape round smiled proudly and the flowers shed sweet perfume, Yet life was like a song to her, with work a sweet refrain. Her warp of life was toiling hard, but love its beauteous woof. How sweet the shuttle's music of this rare old-fashioned loom. And I still love the music of the old old-fashioned loom. When her life was fair as her love was rare, Till my soul is atune with the music of love Thou didst not dream the price thy triumph cost, Glow in the beauteous eyes of dawning love, I dream to-night of happy childhood days; The mating birds, their nests, their songs of love-Who knows thy heart? His heart was pure: he loved the child For love brought back the soul of song A dream of beauty thy enchanting love Of some lone love-dreaming bird	./cache/29587.txt	./txt/29587.txt