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I'm pining away for the way I'd go, / I'm pining away for the things I've seen, / For the joy of the fall of the first white snow, / And the sweep of the forest green.
But it's not for the home-land, broad and fair; / The house on the hill, or the old ways spread; -- / For why should I wander here or there, / Since you went down to the dead?
I'm pining away for the love you gave, / For the world that you made, when your life lay here. / And the path to the country beyond the grave / Is the way that I pine for, dear!