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What A Woman Thinks Of Women Is The Test Of Her Nature.

A Woman Who Is Not Quite A Fool Will Forgive Your Being But A Man, If You Are Surely That. . .

Could I Find A Place To Be Alone With Heaven, I Would Speak My Heart Out Heaven Is My Need.

For Singing Till His Heaven Fills, 'tis Love Of Earth That He Instills, And Ever Winging Up And Up, Our Valley Is His Golden Cup, And He The Wine Which Over Flows To Lift Us With Him As He Goes.

Friendship, I Fancy, Means One Heart Between Two.