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POEMS.
THE OLD GREY FOUNTAIN. ——
The old grey fountain 'neath the lime,
Methinks I see it now;
Its sparkling stream full many a time
Hath bathed my sunburnt brow!
When in the sultry summer day
Through winding lane and glade,
While round the path the wheat-ears lay,
My youthful footsteps strayed.

The old grey fountain 'neath the lime!
Those joyous days are o'er;
I see it in its autumn prime
And prize it even more;
For loved companions seem to stand
Its mossy front beside,
And mirrored is that kindred band
Within the crystal tide.

The old grey fountain 'neath the lime
E'en autumn's hours have passed,
Yet o'er its bank of scented thyme
Sweet memories are cast.