DREAMY LINES.
1846.
The heart is not always gay,
Though the sun shines brightly o'er us;
And the flush of the new-born day
Tells of the joys before us.
The heart is not always gay,
Though the sun shines brightly o'er us;
And the flush of the new-born day
Tells of the joys before us.
There will come, from the spirit's cell,
A shade o'er the trembling heart;
And we cannot tell whence, or how,
But it darkens life's better part.
A shade o'er the trembling heart;
And we cannot tell whence, or how,
But it darkens life's better part.
And the tear or the sigh will take
Its tone from the saddened soul,
Till the spirit of beauty wake
The heart 'neath its soft control.
Its tone from the saddened soul,
Till the spirit of beauty wake
The heart 'neath its soft control.
The mind, in its weariness, feels
The weight of a loneliness deep:
The weight of a loneliness deep:
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