Come, the wind may never again
Blow as now it blows for us;
And the stars may never again shin
Long before October returns,
Seas of blood will have parted us;

Oh, for the time when I shall sle
Without identity,
And never care how rain may steep,
Or snow may cover me!
No promised heaven these wild desi

Ah! why, because the dazzling sun
Restored our Earth to joy,
Have you departed, every one,
And left a desert sky?
All through the night, your glorio

No coward soul is mine
No trembler in the world’s storm—t
I see Heaven’s glories shine
And Faith shines equal arming me
O God within my breast

The day is done, the winter sun
Is setting in its sullen sky;
And drear the course that has been
And dim the hearts that slowly die
No star will light my coming night

How few, of all the hearts that lo
Are grieving for thee now;
And why should mine to—night be mo
With such a sense of woe?
Too often thus, when left alone,

Cold in the earth, and the deep sn
Far, far removed, cold in the drea
Have I forgot, my Only Love, to
Severed at last by Time’s all—wea
Now, when alone, do my thoughts no

On a sunny brae, alone I lay
One summer afternoon;
It was the marriage—time of May
With her young lover, June.
From her mother’s heart, seemed lo

'Listen! When your hair, like min
Takes a tint of silver gray;
When your eyes, with dimmer shine,
Watch life’s bubbles float away:
When you, young man, have borne li

Come hither, child—who gifted thee
With power to touch that string so
How darest thou rouse up thoughts
Thoughts that I would—but cannot
Nay, chide not, lady; long ago