Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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DAYS GONE BY. |
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DAYS GONE BY.
Oh! happy days gone by—alas! gone by,
Too dearly valued, and too swiftly flown;
The light and music of their memory
Still make the life in which I live alone.
Too dearly valued, and too swiftly flown;
The light and music of their memory
Still make the life in which I live alone.
The music of their memory and the light,
Yet charm yet captivate my heart and soul;
The past is mine—with moonlight radiance bright—
Unfold dark map of Life—dull chart unroll.
Yet charm yet captivate my heart and soul;
The past is mine—with moonlight radiance bright—
Unfold dark map of Life—dull chart unroll.
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I stand on mountain-heights of Memory's Strength,
And o'er a broad-developed prospect gaze,
What though around frown desert wilds at length,
I view afar Joy's sunny flowery maze.
And o'er a broad-developed prospect gaze,
What though around frown desert wilds at length,
I view afar Joy's sunny flowery maze.
I stand on Memory's wave-defying rock,
The fret of billows chafes it at its base—
I stand and brave the still recurring shock,
They shall not move me from my steadfast place.
The fret of billows chafes it at its base—
I stand and brave the still recurring shock,
They shall not move me from my steadfast place.
Hope—Hope from my calm presence I rebuke,
I know her flatteries and her falsehoods well—
With frown averse, and cold and scornful look,
I turn from her—with Memory fixed to dwell!
I know her flatteries and her falsehoods well—
With frown averse, and cold and scornful look,
I turn from her—with Memory fixed to dwell!
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