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LONG AGO

Beautiful flowers are blooming, In the valleys of Long Ago, Beautiful birds aro singing, Soft murmuring Btreamlets flow. Tlio skies are a beautiful azure, The clouds drift dreamily over, Tl:e green dancing leaves of the tree top, And the red tasselod tops of the clover. Tho sunshine smilos on the flowers, The tjwejjt, soft breezes blow In the happy isles of the Past, In the land of Long Ago.

And I grieve for tho joyous hours That I spent in that happy laud, I listen aiul long for a voice, And the clasp of a dainty hand. But tho beautiful hand that I press, And tho voice so sweet and low, Can never come back to me, For they live in tho Long Ago. Sn a feeling of sadness comes WWhon I think of the Long Ago here the brightest flowers blocm. And the murmuring streamlets flow.

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Bush Advocate, Volume V, Issue 354, 16 August 1890, Page 11

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LONG AGO Bush Advocate, Volume V, Issue 354, 16 August 1890, Page 11

LONG AGO Bush Advocate, Volume V, Issue 354, 16 August 1890, Page 11