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wild nights — wild nights! Wild Nights — Wild Nights! / Were I with thee / Wild Nights should be / Our luxury! / Futile — the Winds — / To a Heart in port — / Done with the Compass — / Done with th english
“hope” is the thing with feathers “Hope” is the thing with feathers — / That perches in the soul — / And sings the tune without the words — / And never stops — at all — / And sweetest — in the Gale english