Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 | ||
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STANZAS FOR MUSIC.
O swiftly flew the summer hours
Of innocence and youth,
When every look was full of love,
And every thought was truth;
When the rose of Hope bloomed sweetly,
And the voice of beauty stole
Like a Seraph's song of gladness,
O'er the pulses of my soul.
Of innocence and youth,
When every look was full of love,
And every thought was truth;
When the rose of Hope bloomed sweetly,
And the voice of beauty stole
Like a Seraph's song of gladness,
O'er the pulses of my soul.
There's a darkness o'er my day of life,
That ever must remain;
There's a blight upon the flower,
It will never bloom again.
And beauty's harp neglected lies,
As silently and lone,
As the withered heart that bowed before
The magic of its tone.
That ever must remain;
There's a blight upon the flower,
It will never bloom again.
And beauty's harp neglected lies,
As silently and lone,
As the withered heart that bowed before
The magic of its tone.
Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 | ||