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    It's all I have to bring to-day,

      This, and my heart beside,

    This, and my heart, and all the fields,

      And all the meadows wide.

    Be sure you count, should I forget, —

      Some one the sum could tell, —

    This, and my heart, and all the bees

      Which in the clover dwell.