From far away, from far away,
It journeyed swiftly night and day,
It rested not. With cruel haste
It crossed the ocean’s trackless waste.
It swerved no moment in its flight
Through mist and storm and deepest night.
No mercy prompted it to stay,...
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I ’m sitting alone by the fire, |
Belshazzar had a letter, — |
By a flower — By a letter — |
Going to Him! Happy letter! |
This is my letter to the World |