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Yet Love Thyself Too
As I wandered to my star,
My thoughts around me flowing,
I thought I saw,
I thought I saw
A little snowdrop growing.
Little flower, o gentle flower
Pray tell me, tell me do
How does acquire
Such perfection as you?
Love the wond'rous drop of rain,
Love the morning dew,
Love the ray of sunshine..
Yet love thyself too.
