The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.) Selected and revised by the author. Copyright edition. In two volumes |
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EARTH'S HAVINGS.
(Song.)
Weary the cloud falleth out of the sky,
Dreary the leaf lieth low.
All things must come to the earth by and by,
Out of which all things grow.
Dreary the leaf lieth low.
All things must come to the earth by and by,
Out of which all things grow.
Let the wild wind laugh and whistle
Aloof in the lonesome wood:
In our garden let the thistle
Start where the rosetree stood:
Let the rotting moss fall rotten
With the raindrops from the eaves:
Let the dead past lie forgotten
In his grave with the yellow leaves.
Aloof in the lonesome wood:
In our garden let the thistle
Start where the rosetree stood:
Let the rotting moss fall rotten
With the raindrops from the eaves:
Let the dead past lie forgotten
In his grave with the yellow leaves.
Weary the cloud falleth out of the sky,
Dreary the leaf lieth low.
All things must come to the earth by and by,
Out of which all things grow.
Dreary the leaf lieth low.
All things must come to the earth by and by,
Out of which all things grow.
And again the hawthorn pale
Shall blossom sweet i' the Spring:
And again the nightingale
In the deep blue nights shall sing:
And seas of the wind shall wave
In the light of the golden grain:
But the love that is gone to his grave
Shall never return again.
Shall blossom sweet i' the Spring:
And again the nightingale
In the deep blue nights shall sing:
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In the light of the golden grain:
But the love that is gone to his grave
Shall never return again.
Weary the cloud falleth out of the sky,
Dreary the leaf lieth low.
All things must come to the earth by and by,
Out of which all things grow.
Dreary the leaf lieth low.
All things must come to the earth by and by,
Out of which all things grow.
| The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.) | |