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First Line: Were I a little bird
Last Line: Pledged me thine own

Were I a little bird
And had two little wings,
I'd fly to thee;
But I must stay, because
That cannot be.

Though I be far from thee,
In sleep I dwell with thee,
Thy voice I hear.
But when I wake again,
Then all is drear.

Each nightly hour my heart
With thoughts of thee will start,
When I'm alone;
For thou hast a thousand times
Pledged me thine own.

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