| The rich and great about her thronged and sought
on bended knee
For love this gracisus princess gave with all her
heart to me.
So jike k startled fawn before my longing eyes she
stood,
With all the freshness of a girl in flush of woman
hood.
I trembled as I put my arm around her form di
vine,
And stammered as, in awkward speech, I begged
her to lie mine.
’Tis sweet to hear the pattering rain, that lulls a
dim-lit dream;
Tis sweet to hear the song of birds, and sweet the
rippling stream.
’Tis sweet amid the mountain pines to hear the '
south winds sigh:
More sweet than these and all besides was the
loving, low reply.
The little hand, I held in mine held all I had of
life.
To mould its better destiny and soothe to sleep its ■
strife. |
’Tis said that angels v atch o’er men, coramis ,
sloned from above;
My ange! walked with me on earth and gave to me j
her love,
I
Ah! dearest wife, my heart is stirred, my eyes are |
dim with tears— |
i think upon the loving faith of all those bygone i
years; i
For now we stand upon this spot, as on that dewy.
morn, I
With the bloom upon the alder and the tassel on i
the corn.
