Jeanette MacDonald & Nelson Eddy
trees
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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
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- Ah Sweet Mystery of Life
- Hooray for Hollywood (disc 1)
- Nostalgic Favourites
- Favorites in Hi-Fi
- Crooners Of The Big Band Era
- Naughty Marietta (O.S.T - 1935)
- Victor Herbert Songbook
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- Indian Love Call
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- Jeanette Macdonald And Nelson Eddy Sing Their Favourites
- Nelson Eddy And Jeanette Macdonald
- Sweet Hearts By Jeanette Macdonald & Nelson Eddy
- While My Lady Sleeps
- Italian Street Song
- The Songs of Victor Herbert
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