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Page 74 - Who call'd thee strong as Death, O love ? Mightier thou wast and art. FELICIA HEMANS. THE ideal life how fair it seems, for lovers surely made; How can the young and happy dream that love will ever fade ? " For ever will it last," they cry,
Page 75 - glows beneath their dreamy gaze; What is the world to them ? a dream ! youth's dreams are ever fair, And love, sweet love with outspread wings, is fondly hovering there. Why think of clouds? no shade of grief has interrupted yet The sunshine which has wrapped in bliss those two since first
Page 82 - toll For a departed soul; A spirit now hath fled, The form we loved is dead. Toll, softly toll, For a departed soul. Sweetly a requiem sing, A soul hath taken wing; Calm is the gentle face, Touched with an angel's grace. Sweetly a requiem sing, A soul hath taken
Page 77 - God, too late! Too late! too late ! sad words which haunt us from our very birth, In every heart they find a home, and echo through the earth; Yet not too late if we have borne in faith the suffering past, And pressed with loving lips the
Page 78 - love, my love, why tarries he so long ? " Oh sea ! bear back my love to me across the surging foam, " Bear back my loving soldier lad, to me, to friends and home !" And lie, so loved, on deck he stood, a soldier tall and strong, Watching the good ship make its way, watching the whole day long. "Ere many hours are
Page 81 - she breath'd her last farewell; They bore her gently home, in peace to rest, A weary bird within a sheltered nest. SOFTLY the
Page 79 - SILVER bells ringing, sweet voices singing, All hail to the bride ! Long was he ranging with love so unchanging, Who walks by her side. April skies smiling, sunshine beguiling, All hail to the bride ! With love so unchanging, long was
Page 81 - And bid to all I love my last farewell. " Time flies so fast with me ! I may not stay " The hand which beckons me from earth away.
Page 81 - And read the old love in beloved eyes, " Ere yet my spirit flits beyond the skies." And home they brought her, in the lovely spring When nature smiles and