Broth Lyrics by Edward Thring

Broth Lyrics

Edward Thring

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O swallow, with resistless wing, that hold'st the air in fee, O swallow, with thy joyous sweep o'er earth and sunlit sea, O swallow, who, if night were thine, would'st wheel amongst the stars, Why linger round the eaves? Unhappy free of all the w...

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