MARY.
Many a year hath passed away
Since I beheld a scene,
As deeply fraught with joy and woe
As life hath ever been.
Since I beheld a scene,
As deeply fraught with joy and woe
As life hath ever been.
Here let me view the cottage dear,
The porch and trellised door,
Where roses sweet together meet,
And ivy trembles o'er;
The porch and trellised door,
Where roses sweet together meet,
And ivy trembles o'er;
The glassy lake whose mirrored sheen
Reflects the sunlit sky,
And many a blushing flower is seen
To greet the passer-by;
Reflects the sunlit sky,
And many a blushing flower is seen
To greet the passer-by;
And mountains dark, whose towering height
Seemed, in my fancy's play,
A barrier 'twixt the world and those
Who shunned its bright array.
Seemed, in my fancy's play,
A barrier 'twixt the world and those
Who shunned its bright array.
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