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MY COMRADE by EDWIN MARKHAM

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First Line: I NEVER BUILD A SONG BY NIGHT OR DAY
Last Line: FOR SHE CAN TAKE AWAY THE DREAD OF THINGS.
I NEVER build a song by night or day,
Of breaking ocean or of blowing whin,
But in some wondrous unexpected way,
Like light upon a road, my Love comes in.

And when I go at night upon the hill,
My heart is lifted on mysterious wings:
My Love is there to strengthen and to still,
For she can take away the dread of things.



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