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Show ST TEI UT1 J. BAYABD TATLOaV A month ago. dear hi-r.rt, I h-nr jru say. If months, or year, or are, allied hate pasaea, I know not I have CRed to fiction Time I only know that one- thsre rn-aled ft chime Of joyous belle, and then I h, kt you f .sr. And all atood back, and none my riylit denied. And forth we walked ; the world was free ana lia Before ua. Since th-it day I oount my Ufe ; the Past is washed away. It was no dream, that vow : It was a voioe that w oke me from a dream -A happy dram, I tr-mk; bnt I am w"k!ng ' m And drink the spier dor of a tun ."i;tr:-iii: That turns the mia'. of fomwr tea, ' ti Within these arms I hold The fleeting pronrss, chased so :og in -,ain : Ah, weary bird 1 hou wilt not fly aam Thy wings are chiped. thim c&:,at no ure deraiu nest ia euilded In my neat 1 1 I was the c-resosnt': thou The Rllver phai-tom or the perfect si'tifra HeM In in bosom : In one i'ory now Our Uvea united shine, Ai d roany a year One lustre, ever at the full, shaibe : 'Jne pure and rounded light, ona planet whola, One life developed, one completed u I For in tee, and thou in ir,e, Unite our cloven halves of destiny. Sod know His chosen time. ile hade me slowly ripen to my prim, And fny i my bough withheld the promised frutl Till stern and sun gave visor to the root. Seoore. O Love ! secure rhy b'5sin is: I have thae dny and tight, Vhou art become my blood, my life, nr, ii-ht, Go.Vs Ufiry thou, and therefore shait endinr. |