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Rh The chamber of thy delight

Through endless day and night;

Rejoice, this is the end—

Thou hast found the heart of a friend."

"AH, TIME, GO NOT SO SOON"

"THE YEARS ARE ANGELS"

"IN HER YOUNG EYES"

"YESTERDAY, WHEN WE WERE FRIENDS"

I

, when we were friends,

We were scarcely friends at all;

Now we have been friends so long,

Now our love has grown so strong.