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1.
O tell me where the Dove has flown
To build her downy nest,
And I will rove this world all o'er,
To win her to my breast,
(Repeat previous line).
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2.
I sought her in the groves of love,
I knew her tender heart;
But she had flown--the Dove of Peace
Had felt a traitor's dart,
(Repeat previous line).
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3.
I sought her on the flowery lawn,
Where pleasure holds her train;
But fancy flies from flower to flower,
So there I sought in vain,
(Repeat previous line).
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4.
'Twas on Ambition's craggy hill,
The Bird of Peace might stray;
I sought her there, though vainly still,
She never flew that way,
(Repeat previous line).
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5.
Faith smiled, and shed a silent tear,
To see my search around,
Then whispered "I will tell you where
The Dove may yet be found,
(Repeat previous line)."
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6.
"By meek Religion's humble cot,
She builds her downy nest;
Go, seek that sweet secluded spot,
And win her to your breast,
(Repeat previous line)."
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