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I HAVE NO BROTHER. |
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I HAVE NO BROTHER.
I have no Brother! for he died
When I was very young;
But still his memory round my heart
Like morning mists has hung.
When I was very young;
But still his memory round my heart
Like morning mists has hung.
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They tell me of his infant form,
With whom I often played;
And of a soft and gentle hand,
Our youthful thoughts had weigh'd.
With whom I often played;
And of a soft and gentle hand,
Our youthful thoughts had weigh'd.
The image of my Henry dear,
A sister has wept below;
Art thou with Christ, the sinners friend;
Dost thou of Heaven then know?”
A sister has wept below;
Art thou with Christ, the sinners friend;
Dost thou of Heaven then know?”
My young companion in the dust,
My one—my morning friend;
The youthful one I lov'd at first—
The last o'er whom I bend.
My one—my morning friend;
The youthful one I lov'd at first—
The last o'er whom I bend.
But soon that little flower must rise,
Its light must then be known:
Lo! thence its spirit sought the sky—
The sister mourn'd alone.
Its light must then be known:
Lo! thence its spirit sought the sky—
The sister mourn'd alone.
Short, like thine, some transient date,
They drink the morning breath,
Yet, my brother, thou must sleep,
Thy spirit sank—in death.
They drink the morning breath,
Yet, my brother, thou must sleep,
Thy spirit sank—in death.
Brother! thou wast my only one,
Belov'd from childhood's years,
A sweet companion of my youth,
How doleful it appears!
Belov'd from childhood's years,
A sweet companion of my youth,
How doleful it appears!
Alas! he died; oh, grief restrain—
The silent anguish of the mind;
Intrinsic love these lines do prompt,
Revive my spirits, be resign'd.
The silent anguish of the mind;
Intrinsic love these lines do prompt,
Revive my spirits, be resign'd.
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