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miscellaneous poems.
Though the echo of each sweet note may cease
The ruffled lake beside;
The ruffled lake beside;
Though the deer no more with its graceful step
O'er the snow-clad hills may leap,
I pine, I pine for that far, far shore,
For my parent's voice I weep.
O'er the snow-clad hills may leap,
I pine, I pine for that far, far shore,
For my parent's voice I weep.
LOVE.
Love bringeth thoughts, that make their own distress,
It bringeth dreams, too, full of happiness,
And hopes, that fall like dew-drops o'er the rose,
Shedding sweet odours, even o'er life's close.
It bringeth dreams, too, full of happiness,
And hopes, that fall like dew-drops o'er the rose,
Shedding sweet odours, even o'er life's close.
A deep, a dangerous delight it seems
To live on other's breath, a life of dreams—
When but a word, a look, a passing sigh
Can bring such blessedness—or misery.
To live on other's breath, a life of dreams—
When but a word, a look, a passing sigh
Can bring such blessedness—or misery.
An opening bud, a faded fallen leaf
Calleth back memories of joy or grief;
The wind that sweepeth wildly o'er the plain,
Whispers love's passionate farewell again.
Calleth back memories of joy or grief;
The wind that sweepeth wildly o'er the plain,
Whispers love's passionate farewell again.
