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marie.
But let us cheerfully set out
Upon life's chequered road,
Grateful for all the mercies past,
Still trusting in our God;
Thankful for sweet communion, tho'
Some hands we have not clasped,
Knowing that they will meet our own
When the last milestone's pass'd.
Upon life's chequered road,
Grateful for all the mercies past,
Still trusting in our God;
Thankful for sweet communion, tho'
Some hands we have not clasped,
Knowing that they will meet our own
When the last milestone's pass'd.
Marie.
They say you are failing fast, Marie,
That life is on the wane,
That in a little while, Marie,
You will be free from pain;
That I—that I shall never see
My girlhood's friend again.
That life is on the wane,
That in a little while, Marie,
You will be free from pain;
That I—that I shall never see
My girlhood's friend again.
I mind me of the past, Marie,
Lang syne in life's forenoon,
Your cheeks glowed brightly red, Marie,
Like the sweet red rose in June;
Ah! little did we think, Marie,
The rose would fade so soon.
Lang syne in life's forenoon,
Your cheeks glowed brightly red, Marie,
Like the sweet red rose in June;
Ah! little did we think, Marie,
The rose would fade so soon.
