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POEMS.
Muffled deep from top to basement
With the ivy's dazzling sheen.
I can hear your small voice flutter
Close beside the folded shutter.
With the ivy's dazzling sheen.
I can hear your small voice flutter
Close beside the folded shutter.
Oh! you airy, tiny vision,
Keep your childhood, do not start
Out of fairy fields Elysian,
To reach up to woman's heart.
Cupid ne'er should sport caresses,
Net your soul to his gold tresses!
Keep your childhood, do not start
Out of fairy fields Elysian,
To reach up to woman's heart.
Cupid ne'er should sport caresses,
Net your soul to his gold tresses!
May the future bring you gladness,
Give you, sweet one, all that's best,
Never lay you low in sadness,
Never sorrow dark your breast.
Fitly as the April flowers
May you bloom 'mid sun and showers!
Give you, sweet one, all that's best,
Never lay you low in sadness,
Never sorrow dark your breast.
Fitly as the April flowers
May you bloom 'mid sun and showers!
Oh! my childhood comes and blesses
Once again as here I sit,
And I feel the old caresses
Round about my forehead flit.
Time hath lain his finger hoary
On that wealth of untold glory!
Once again as here I sit,
And I feel the old caresses
Round about my forehead flit.
Time hath lain his finger hoary
On that wealth of untold glory!
But I'm dreaming! let me waken
To the present once again,
See! the aspen leaves are shaken
With the prophecy of rain!
To the present once again,
See! the aspen leaves are shaken
With the prophecy of rain!
