AS Love and Hope together Walk by me for a while, Link-armed the ways they travel For many a pleasant mile - Link-armed and dumb they travel, They sing not, but they smile. Hope leaving, Love commences To practise on the lute; And as he sings and travels With lingering, laggard foot, Despair plays obligato The sentimental flute. Until in singing garments Comes royally, at call - Comes limber-hipped Indiff`rence Free stepping, straight and tall - Comes singing and lamenting, The sweetest pipe of all.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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