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What shall I doit whimpers so
This little Hound within the Heart
All day and night with bark and start
And yet, it will not go
Would you untie it, were you me
Would it stop whiningif to Thee
I sent iteven now?
It should not tease you
By your chairor, on the mat
Or if it dareto climb your dizzy knee
Orsometimes at your side to run
When you were willing
Shall it come?
Tell Carlo
He'll tell me!
