Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes |
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I WISH I COULD REMEMBER.
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I wish I could rememberThe melody she sung;
It flits across my memory,
It trembles on my tongue.
Again those sweet notes haunt me,
In accents like her own!
But ere I can connect them
Those few wild notes are flown.
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'Tis like a dreamer wakingFrom slumbers that are blest;
Fair visions have been hovering
Around his place of rest.
The forms that smiled upon him,
Then vanish one by one;
In vain he would recall them,
'Tis day—and they are gone.
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Yet often do I fancyI have the air and words;
I hasten to my harp again,
And trifle with its chords.
Some notes recur, but with them
Come thoughts of other years;
The air is gone, it owns not
Companionship with tears.
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