To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
To love all ages yield surrender — But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
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To love all ages yield surrender

— But to the young it's raptures bringA blessing bountiful and tender-As storms refresh the fields of spring.
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