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THE FORSAKEN.
A SONG.
Scenes of my childhood, the roseate hours,
Passed in your shelter, are faded!
Gone are the spirits which gladden'd your bowers,
Gone with the pleasures they shaded!
Farewell!
Passed in your shelter, are faded!
Gone are the spirits which gladden'd your bowers,
Gone with the pleasures they shaded!
Farewell!
Dove of the ark! to thee Providence gave
Rest, once thy pilgrimage ended!
Fate, which flings me on the world-troubled wave
Dooms me to toss there unfriended!
Ah me!
Rest, once thy pilgrimage ended!
Fate, which flings me on the world-troubled wave
Dooms me to toss there unfriended!
Ah me!
Eyes of affection! Life's pathway no more
Beams, with your radiance lighted!
Hope, Love, and Friendship, which shone there before
Leave me to wander benighted!
All's dark!
Beams, with your radiance lighted!
Hope, Love, and Friendship, which shone there before
Leave me to wander benighted!
All's dark!
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