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The Penitent.

By J. F. COLES.
TUNE — Long, long ago.

Once I was happy and free as the air,
Long, long ago — long, long ago;
My heart beat with hope, a stranger to care,
Long, long ago — long ago.
My dreams were so sweet, and thoughts were so pure.
The siren Intemp'rance in vain did allure;
I thought that my footsteps were steadfast and sure,
Long, long ago — long ago.

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How fair and how lovely the world did appear,
Long, long ago — long, long ago;
I dreamed not that sorrow or trouble was near,
Long, long ago — long ago.
But fashion allured, and led me astray;
Slowly, but surely, I wandered away;
My heart filled with anguish and bitter dismay,
Long, long ago — long ago.

'Twas fashion that filled my young heart with despair,
Long, long ago — long, long ago;
And left me a victim to sorrow and care,
Long, long ago — long ago.
But now I'm resolved to turn from the bowl,
That once o'er my senses so cautiously stole,
Dark'ning my mind and enslaving my soul,
Long, long ago — long ago.

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