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<h2> OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY </h2>
<p>Over the hills and far away,<br/>
A little boy steals from his morning play<br/>
And under the blossoming apple-tree<br/>
He lies and he dreams of the things to be:<br/>
Of battles fought and of victories won,<br/>
Of wrongs o'erthrown and of great deeds done—<br/>
Of the valor that he shall prove some day,<br/>
Over the hills and far away—<br/>
Over the hills, and far away!<br/>
Over the hills and far away<br/>
It's, oh, for the toil the livelong day!<br/>
But it mattereth not to the soul aflame<br/>
With a love for riches and power and fame!<br/>
On, O man! while the sun is high—<br/>
On to the certain joys that lie<br/>
Yonder where blazeth the noon of day,<br/>
Over the hills and far away—<br/>
Over the hills, and far away!<br/>
Over the hills and far away,<br/>
An old man lingers at close of day;<br/>
Now that his journey is almost done,<br/>
His battles fought and his victories won—<br/>
The old-time honesty and truth,<br/>
The trustfulness and the friends of youth,<br/>
Home and mother-where are they?<br/>
Over the hills and far away—<br/>
Over the years, and far away!<br/></p>
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