 | Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover |  |
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HOW SWEET 'TIS TO RETURN.
How sweet, how sweet 'tis to return
Where once we've happy been,
Tho' paler now life's lamp may burn,
And years have roll'd between;
And if the eyes beam welcome yet
That wept our parting then,
Oh! in the smiles of friends, thus met,
We live whole years again.
Where once we've happy been,
Tho' paler now life's lamp may burn,
And years have roll'd between;
And if the eyes beam welcome yet
That wept our parting then,
Oh! in the smiles of friends, thus met,
We live whole years again.
They tell us of a fount that flow'd
In happier days of yore,
Whose waters bright, fresh youth bestow'd,
Alas! the fount's no more.
But smiling memory still appears,
Presents her cup, and when
We sip the sweets of vanished years,
We live those years again.
In happier days of yore,
Whose waters bright, fresh youth bestow'd,
Alas! the fount's no more.
But smiling memory still appears,
Presents her cup, and when
We sip the sweets of vanished years,
We live those years again.
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