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I. OH chimes set high on the sunny tower / Ring on, ring on unendingly, / Make all the hours a single hour, / For when the dusk begins to flower, / The man I love will come to me! . . .
But no, go slowly as you will, / I should not bid you hasten so, / For while I wait for love to come, / Some other girl is standing dumb, / Fearing her love will go.