Show An Old Sweetheart of Nine Mine Whitcomb Riley M As one who COilS at evening Oer an al bam all alone ame And m muses on the faces of the ds that thet lie he has known S I turn the lea leaves o of fancy till In oth od de design I find the smiling features or of nn ant ol old V or of mine mineI I The lamplight seems to glimmer with it II k tUcker or of surprise 1 AI I turn lurn It low to rest me or of the dazzle In m my eyes And I light my pipe In save an a sigh that seems to yoke oke late fate with m my and aRd to Into smoke ris a Ue the k iov Ing thoughts that start I Into being are like from the bl om of the tho heart And to dream the old dreams on over r is a divine wander w th that ki Jd or of mine rhou I hr hear my Rud study IL k r wings The voices of n children and the mother as 88 she ahe sings 1 feel 1 n fl twinge of con conscience to teny en me any theme When Care cre has east her In the harbor of oC a dream lit 11 fact to speak k eta oln earnest I Jt It adds a charm To lo spice the gUM gued a trifle with II a e du dust t of oC harm For Por 1 find an extra flavor flaur hi 10 mellow wine That makes make me drink the deeper to that old sweetheart rt of miss mille missA milleA A f fn tiC C airy out or of m my tobacco as the IK Jh from tha vase And be th the of a pair or of aZUre eyes Ati As as the summer and as as tlC SkIeS And again 1 lt tool el the pressure of the slen slender dor der little IJ hands AI w USed to talk together of the future we h had planned When hen 1 shOuld k bia a pOt pert lAud and nuth noth nothIng lag Ing ol else e to do I But tho that she he et th the musIc to I When w we should hou d five Ive tog together ther In u a COZy od I lId In oC rOI ith a fairy airy garden 1 ot Where the vinha ir ar fruited and w And the birds were ever singing for tor that tha t I old s heart or of mine w When cn I should be her lover a and d dr r and a day dayI I And she sho my faithful till the wai gray And Ami wo we be so 84 happy happ thaT when lips wore were d dumb mb They would not smile In heaven UH the kiss had I others come I my dream I is broken b a stel upon the tho stair And the door Is softly som opened and my wife is standing them thero Yet with ind rapture all my vision I resign 1 To greet groet the tho livIng pr ence of oC that old sweetheart ot of mine |