Poems and Songs By Robert Gilfillan. Fourth edition. With memoir of the author, and appendix of his latest pieces |
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THE LILY OF THE VALLEY. |
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THE LILY OF THE VALLEY.
O! the lily of the valley! it blooms in beauty fair,
And minds me of the sunny hours, when life was free of care,
When far adown the sleeping glen I strayed in happy glee,
The long, long summer day was mine, but not too long for me!
And minds me of the sunny hours, when life was free of care,
When far adown the sleeping glen I strayed in happy glee,
The long, long summer day was mine, but not too long for me!
O! the lily of the valley! it comes in gladsome joy,
Recalling all the golden dreams that memory lets not die;
And though in clouds the evil days slow gather in their gloom,
My heart leaps back to joyous morns beside this flow'ret's bloom.
Recalling all the golden dreams that memory lets not die;
And though in clouds the evil days slow gather in their gloom,
My heart leaps back to joyous morns beside this flow'ret's bloom.
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O! the lily of the valley! the songs have passed away
That gladdened, by the voice of streams, the landscape smiling gay;
The music of the woods is fled, the lays of youth are o'er,
And only thou, at memory's call, lost harmonies restore.
That gladdened, by the voice of streams, the landscape smiling gay;
The music of the woods is fled, the lays of youth are o'er,
And only thou, at memory's call, lost harmonies restore.
O! the lily of the valley! how fleet the hours did flee,
When, heedless as the streamlet's course, I ran in quest of thee;
And still, though anxious days must come, and many heavy woes,
I hail thee as the fairest flower that in the valley blows.
When, heedless as the streamlet's course, I ran in quest of thee;
And still, though anxious days must come, and many heavy woes,
I hail thee as the fairest flower that in the valley blows.
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