Punchinello, Volume 1, No. 13, June 25, 1870 by Various
page 61 of 75 (81%)
page 61 of 75 (81%)
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To greet my friends once more."
[It does, indeed!] I bring you no new song, my friends, I wear no fancy clothes; I know you love me for myself, For I believe your oaths! I feel I'm lovely! When I come For once you're blest indeed. I know I'm all in all to you; For me you gladly bleed! Oh, yes! I am a thing of joy! My tones are passing sweet; I thrill you with my melody So simple, yet complete! "Ah! there he is!" you softly cry, And breathless watch my flight-- Unless, indeed, I have you there, By coming in the night! It is not every visitor Who brings a band along! Who celebrates his friendliness In melody and song! It is a graceful compliment, Which I can well afford To those who gladly welcome me-- And furnish all my board! |
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