Alchemist of melody,
Drop by drop distilling!
Hidden high on some tall tree,
Alchemist of melody;
With your liquid minstrelsy
All the forest filling:
Alchemist of melody,
Drop by drop distilling!
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Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit.
by Eugene Field
The Blue and the Gray collided one day
In the future great town of Missouri,
And if all that we hear is the truth, 'twould appear
That they tackled each other with fury.