What shall I do -- it whimpers so
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What shall I do -- it whimpers so -- This little Hound within the Heart All day and night with bark and start -- And yet, it will not go -- Would you untie it, were you me -- Would it stop whining -- if to Thee -- I sent it -- even now? It should not tease you -- By your chair -- or, on the mat -- Or if it dare -- to climb your dizzy knee -- Or -- sometimes at your side to run -- When you were willing -- Shall it come? Tell Carlo -- He'll tell me! |
