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The Worsted Man
All
Ah, miserie!
Impatience
Once more a summer Eden without man.
All
Ah, miserie!
Chorus
All our love is wasted quite,
All our yearnings gone for naught.
Mr. Woolley was not quite
Such a person as we sought.
All
Ah, miserie!
Solo: Impatience
(To Woolley's remains.)
Oh glancing eyes
Thy glancing all is wasted.
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