Hymns and Poems Original and Translated: By Edward Caswall ... Second Edition |
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VII. ASSOCIATIONS WITH PLACES.
'Tis strange to think on this green earth
How many spots there be,
Mementos dear of grief or mirth,
Unknown to you or me!
How many spots there be,
Mementos dear of grief or mirth,
Unknown to you or me!
The grot, the glen, the old grey tower
Gaily we saunter by,
Where ofttimes in a pensive hour
Another stops to sigh.
Gaily we saunter by,
Where ofttimes in a pensive hour
Another stops to sigh.
Each object speaks, if all were known,
Heard by none else beside,
To some one heart in solemn tone,
Recalling what has died.
Heard by none else beside,
To some one heart in solemn tone,
Recalling what has died.
Thus wide and far, o'er isle and main,
A thousand memories dwell
Of tears, of guilt, of love, of pain,
Far more than we can tell.
A thousand memories dwell
Of tears, of guilt, of love, of pain,
Far more than we can tell.
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O, let us tread with thoughts profound
Where'er our path may be;
All earth is consecrated ground,
To him who thinks with me!
Where'er our path may be;
All earth is consecrated ground,
To him who thinks with me!
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