Old Year Leaves Being Old Verses Revised: By H. T. Mackenzie Bell ... New Edition |
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EVENING THOUGHTS.
It was evening, and sadness
Around me was cast—
For rejoicing and gladness
Too swiftly were past.
Then methought with deep anguish,
In Life's dreary day,
All we love must soon languish
And wither away.
Around me was cast—
For rejoicing and gladness
Too swiftly were past.
Then methought with deep anguish,
In Life's dreary day,
All we love must soon languish
And wither away.
Ah! how futile each token
Of love given here,
Merely made to be broken
When friendships grow sere;
Though sweet youth's summer morning
Dawned balmy and bright,
Yet our sorrow soon scorning,
It darkened to night.
Of love given here,
Merely made to be broken
When friendships grow sere;
Though sweet youth's summer morning
Dawned balmy and bright,
Yet our sorrow soon scorning,
It darkened to night.
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Thus in bitter bewailing
I poured forth my grief,
When this glad hope prevailing
Gave richest relief:
As the blossoms of May-time
Must fade and grow sere,
Ere the ripe Autumn gay time
Of fruit can appear,
I poured forth my grief,
When this glad hope prevailing
Gave richest relief:
As the blossoms of May-time
Must fade and grow sere,
Ere the ripe Autumn gay time
Of fruit can appear,
So Love's bright buds immortal
Must seemingly die,
Ere within Heaven's portal
They blossom on high,
In fruition for ever
To each constant soul
Who through faithful endeavour
Gains Life's glorious goal.
Must seemingly die,
Ere within Heaven's portal
They blossom on high,
In fruition for ever
To each constant soul
Who through faithful endeavour
Gains Life's glorious goal.
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