A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.
“Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.”
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“Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow My eyes are tired of weeping, My heart is sick of woe.”
Tip: press → for another quote, C to copy, S to share.
A light wind swept over the corn, and all nature laughed in the sunshine.