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=5= When she walks to the flowery pathways, and this designs the earth to bliss, The lilies glow with ivory as her lithesome gracefulness =6= Her voice us a wonderful symphony of songs that nature sings; The lilt of birds, the babble of brooks, And the murmur of unseen things =7= We have heard that heaven is beautiful, And a place where we all should go, But who would vault the starry skies When such angels move below? =8= Then give me old West Virginia and the love of a girl like this, And, tho, I finally go to the realms below I shall have tasted of heaven's bliss,