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To Linnie

A sweet plaintive song did I hear,

And I fancied that she was the singer—

May emotions as pure, as that song set a-stir

Be the worst that the future shall bring her.

Written by

Abraham Lincoln

1809-1865 / Male / American

LinesWords: 433

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