'TWAS summer eve; the changeful beams still play'd
On the fir-bark and through the beechen shade;
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I.
FOR Summer followeth with its store of joy;
That, too, can bring thee only new delight;
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BE frank with me, and I accept my lot;
But deal not with me as a grieving child,
Who for the loss of that which he hath not
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BECAUSE I know that there is that in me
Of which thou shouldst be proud, and not ashamed,--
Because I feel one made thy choice should be
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Nor wert thou only by thy kindred wept,--
Young mother! gentle daughter! cherish'd wife!
Deep in her memory France hath fondly kept
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I.
WHAT shalt THOU know of Spring? A verdant crown
Of young boughs waving o'er thy blooming head:
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I.
OH! watch me; watch me still
Thro' the long night's dreary hours,
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SOUND not the Horn!--the guarded relic keep:
A faithful sharer of its master's sleep:
His life it gladden'd--to his life belong'd,--
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O, FRIEND! whose heart the grave doth shroud from human joy or woe,
Know'st thou who wanders by thy tomb, with footsteps sad and slow?
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