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Legal & Other Lyrics

By George Outram: Containing a number of new pieces & fifteen illustrations by Edward J. Sullivan

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THE SONG OF MEMORY
 
 


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THE SONG OF MEMORY

When life's dark clouds obscure my way,
And pour their sorrows o'er my head—
When hope's last feeble scattered ray
Has yielded to the storm and fled,
I heave a sigh
To memory,
And ask a tale of times gone by;
Around the bed
Where sorrow's laid
Sad is the song of memory.
She tells me of life's morning dream,
Ah! never, never to prove true;
She tells me of the sparkling stream:
Where fancy's short-liv'd roses grew;
She sings of days
When pleasure's ways
Seemed open to my tearless eye;
Of grief's wide wave,
And friendship's grave—
Sad is the song of memory.
She sings—but ah! from her wan lip
No soothing sounds are heard to flow,

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While down the diapason deep
She ceaseless rolls the note of woe;
An awful tale
Of sorrows pale
Is chorus'd by her wailing cry.
Around the bed
Where sorrow's laid
Sad is the song of memory.