Did'st thou see, Love this dawning
Sweet rose?
I've wandered O, so far,
Sweet rose;
Yes, wandered since the morning First stole her speech from night And gave the world forewarning Of loss of sleep and star;And, yet, Iv'e caught no sight Of…
Light as the foam on the crest of the billow,
Hurrying over the street,
Spins a fair creature as lithe as the willow,
So dainty and neat.
Many an eye the fair vision will follow,
Heads from the watching will reel,
As she floats on her way with…
Flow on, loved brook, flow on,
Thy ripping song finds voice
In every sigh I breathe unto thy keeping, In every joy that to my heart comes leaping
Sweet brook, I love they voice,
Sing on, my love, sing on.
Flow on, loved brook, flow on,
Thy…
Deep down in thy dark eyes
A world of longing lies
Of sweet desire,
Of hopes, of doubts, of fears,
And just a trace of tears
Quenched by the fire
Of love's perpetual glow,
Of passion's ebb and flow,
As they arise
In thy dark eyes.
Two bright, brown eyes, which told a story now
Of joy and then - reproach and pain and - loved.
Ah, winds canst bring me from the dreams above
That spell again, that life, that joy, that vow?
All day long in the crowded street,
Wand'ring about with shoeless feet,
Waif of the shadows, poor and sad,
No cheering friend to make her glad,
No one has she to light her way,
She walks about the long, long day,
Holding flowers to passers…
The dead - I wish them back? Ah, no.
I linger with the fragrance of this rose,
I hold in loving thought the dead, but chose
Them life again? What use? To come - to go?
If I should go away, and ne'er return, - If I should find a home beneath a clime That grows the golden orange and the lime And all the fruits the heated tropics burn, - Would you recall the vanished hours, the time, When, in the hope of youth's all…
When the twilight shadows deepen,
Bringing evening to its close,
Calm and peaceful are the moments,
Verging on to night's repose.
When the twilight shadows bring us
Gentle memories of the past,
Then the mist of time is lifted,
With no shadow…
Magnificent! Magnificent, Thou Queen
Of cities! My every thought is fond and true
In loving memories of thee! And through
The mists of coming years, through trembling sheen
Of mystic shade dream-bound where morn is seen
To lift the veil of Night…
