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Friendship, with love, would weave for thee
A garland rich and rare,
And in a heart of prayerfulness
Would fondly breathe a prayer.
A garland rich and rare,
And in a heart of prayerfulness
Would fondly breathe a prayer.
That sorrow ne'er may cross thy path,
Or make thy young heart sad;
May all thy hopes be joyousness,
Thy spirit ever glad.
Or make thy young heart sad;
May all thy hopes be joyousness,
Thy spirit ever glad.
