Now in the west is spread A golden bed; Great purple curtains hang around, With fiery fringes bound, And cushions, crimson red,

I know that thou wilt read what he… And yet not know that it is writ f… To this cold page I have entruste… Which tells thee all, and yet is t… For oh! this paper is not like my…

Upon the altar of my life there li… A costly offering: its price I kn… The worth that it might have, its… Yet it lies there, and darkness co… It has not burned towards heaven i…

Farewell, fair castle! on thy lord… Firm be thy seat and proud thy sta… Soft rise the breezes from the val… Bright be the clouds that wander o… O’er the broad lands that form thy…

One river from the mountain spring… Into three several streams its cou… For one a royal path was made; it… Sheltered and screened, through ch… A noble flood, a bounteous, beaute…

Never, oh never more! shall I beh… Thy form so fair; Or loosen from its braids the ripp… Of thy long hair. Never, oh never more! shall I be…

I never shall forget thee’€”'tis a… Thou oft nust hear, for surely the… On whom thy wondrous eyes have eve… But for a moment, or who e’er have… Thy voice’s deep impassioned melod…

SUGGESTED BY SIR THO… Not in our dreams, not even in our… Not in our dreams, not even in our… May we return to that sweet land o… That home of hope, of innocence, a…

In sleepless nights my sad forgott… Breathes with low strains of broke… Under my touch long, long had it b… But now it sings of its own fantas… Thou hadst a spirit then that was…

Come fill the can again, boys, One parting glass, one parting gla… Ere we shall meet again, boys, Long years may pass, long years ma… We’ll drink the gallant bark, boys…

Lady, whom my belovèd loves so wel… When on his clasping arm thy head… When on thy lips his ardent kisses… And the bright flood of burning li… In his dark eyes, is pourèd into t…

When the glad sun looks smiling fr… Upon each shadowy glen, and sunny… And that you tread those well-know… Have strayed with you, do not forg… When the warm hearth throws its br…

Oft let me wander hand in hand wit… In woodland paths, and lone seques… What time the sunny banks and moss… With dewy wreaths of early violets… Into the air their fragrant incens…

Lady, sweet lady, I behold thee y… With thy pale brow, brown eyes, an… And billowy tresses of thy golden… Which once to see, is never to for… But for short space I gazed, with…

Knowest thou not that of all human… God chooses love?—alone, that may… Upon His altar, who hath all thin… And find acceptance:—to the hand t… That precious price, the gates of…