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Show m WHERE THE WIND HAS LOST HIS I !...'' WAY. ' I i I lie awake on a winter's night jjj f. An' wish, an' wish for day, :i r'A Whan the snow is fallin' ghostly- 1 8 '$ white 1 y An' the wind has lost His way; : Whon ho shakes the shutter, an' ' j j seems to say: if "I've lost my way, ' fj I've lost my way!" k 'J hat's why he's slKhin' an' cryin' so p' As he wanders all about; f How can he find the way to go , Aj When the stars are all blown out? $ He hasn't a place in the world to stay He's lost his way, II He's lost his way! 1 But, then, when the beautiful mornin' I breaks 1 ' I see him there, at play, j A sip of dew from the rose he takes ' j ij Oh. ten he has found his way! 1 A Oh then it is. in the light I say: . ),;' "He's found his way, ! He's found his way!" ! Atlanta Canstetalion. j |