A Song of a Single Note: A Love Story

by Amelia E. Barr

  A SONG OF A SINGLE NOTE.

  A song of a sin-gle note. But it soars and swells a-bove The trum-pet's call and clash of arms, For the name of the song is Love, Love, Love, The name of the song is Love.]

  Mortals may sing it here below, The angels sing it above; For all of heaven that earth can know Is set to the Song of Love, Love, love, love, is set to the Song of Love.

  Then bid the trumpet and drum be still, And battle flags idly float; Better by far that men should sing The Song of a Single Note. Love, love, love, the Song of a Single Note.

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