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BIRTHDAY VERSES.
S when, some waymark reached at last,The wanderer turns him back once more,
And pausing lingers o'er the past,
Then speeds him onward as before;
E'en so, when days like this return,
We feel another stage is gone,
And turn with eyes that almost mourn,
To gaze on hours for ever flown.
Mine own beloved! I scarce can deem
Another year has passed away,
So few the fleeting moments seem,
Since last I hailed thy natal day;
And yet in that short space our home,
Alas! both life and death has known:
One precious babe to cheer us come,
One faithful friend for ever gone,
Another year has passed away,
So few the fleeting moments seem,
Since last I hailed thy natal day;
And yet in that short space our home,
Alas! both life and death has known:
One precious babe to cheer us come,
One faithful friend for ever gone,
'Tis solemn thus to stand beside
The waymarks of our path below,
And turn to watch the living tide
Of joy and sorrow's ceaseless flow;
The waymarks of our path below,
And turn to watch the living tide
Of joy and sorrow's ceaseless flow;
