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WHY DON'T HE COME?
The ship has anchored in the bay ;
They've dropped her weary wings; and some Have manned the boat, and come away;
But where is he, - why don't he come?
Among the crowd with busy feet,
My eye seeks one it cannot find: While others haste their friends to greet,
Why, why is he so long behind ?