The Riverside song book/Ben Bolt

by Thomas Dunn English

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BEN BOLT.

Thomas Dunn English. Nelson Kneass.

1 . Oh! don't you re - mem-ber sweet Al - ice, Ben Bolt,

2. Un - der the hick- o - ry tree, Ben Bolt,

3. And don't you re - mem-ber the school, Ben Bolt,

4. There is change in the things I loved, Ben Bolt,

Sweet Al - ice whose hair was so brown,

Which stood at the foot of the hill,

With the mas - ter so kind and so true.

They have changed from the old to the new.

Who wept with de - light when you gave her a smile.

To - geth - er we've lain in the noon - day shade.

And the shad - ed nook by the run - ning brook,

But I feel in the depths of my spir - it the truth.

And trem-bled with fear at your frown? In the

And list - ened to Ap - ple - ton's mill. The

Where the fair - est wild flowers grew? Grass

There nev - er was change in you.

old church - yard, in the val - ley, Ben Bolt,

mill - wheel has fal - len to piec - es, Ben Bolt,

grows on the mas - ter's grave, Ben Bolt,

Twelve - months twen - ty have passed, Ben Bolt,

In a cor - ner ob - scure and a - lone;

The raf - ters have turn - bled in,

The spring of the brook is dry,

Since first we were friends — yet I hail

They have fit - ted a slab of the gran - ite so gray. And sweet

And a qui-et that crawls round the walls as you gaze. Has

And of all the boys who were school - mates then, There are

Thy presence a bless - ing, thy friendship a truth, Ben

Al - ice lies un - der the stone, - der the stone,

fol - lowed the old - en din, - en din.

on - ly you and I, and I.

Bolt of the salt sea gale, sea gale.