Our Holiday Among The Hills By James And Janet Logie Robertson |
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THE WALL-FLOWER ON THE WALL. |
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THE WALL-FLOWER ON THE WALL.
Soft the moonlight's silvery fall
On the ruined castle wall,
Low the wind's complaining tone
Round each worn and wasted stone!
On the ruined castle wall,
Low the wind's complaining tone
Round each worn and wasted stone!
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Here of yore at gloaming-fall,
Shadows on the moonlit wall,
Youth and Beauty wandered twining,
While the Star of Hope was shining!
Shadows on the moonlit wall,
Youth and Beauty wandered twining,
While the Star of Hope was shining!
Then, oh then, sweet love was all!—
Castles rose at Fancy's call,
Music filled th'enchanted air,
Faery blossoms flourished fair!
Castles rose at Fancy's call,
Music filled th'enchanted air,
Faery blossoms flourished fair!
Softly may the moonlight fall
On the Wall-flower on the wall!
Long and low the wind complain
—Love can ne'er be here again!
On the Wall-flower on the wall!
Long and low the wind complain
—Love can ne'er be here again!
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