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Lost.
LOST .
BY SAVARICUS . MY saddened heart with sorrow swells , The lapse of time all hope repels ; The dear one lost by shipwreck dire My fondest thoughts did e ' er inspire . We met , to part as lovers true ,
And looked on life with cheerful view ; Our plighted troth , sincerely given , By ruthless fate was early riven .
My lot was cast in foreign land , A future good and grand was planned , To labour on , no more to roam , And fill with joy my settler ' s home . The years went by , my promised bride A yearning felt to live beside The one she loved in far off wild , Where freedom dwelt and fortune smiled .
Oh ! joyful news!—a message sent—By cable wired—more vigour lent To heart and hand to " speed the plough , " And chase dull care from off my brow . The loved one comes ! She ' s on the sea , And sailing fast to port and me ;
Protect her , God , from storm and foe , And gentle gales auspicious blow . Oh ! day by day I wait and mourn , In silence drear I feel forlorn ; No ship that bears my treasure comes , My loneliness my heart benumbs .
At last the tidings sad I hear , Of deep distress and helpless fear ; The ship and crew were tempest tost , O ' erturned , engulphed , and all were lost .
In solitude I live and sigh , The hand of fate who can def y ? My heart ' s great grief is hard to bear ; It burdens life with trying care . I sit and think of that loved shore Our footsteps trod in days of yore ; I dream that floating o ' er the sea The form I love alive I see .
J start , the vision leaves my sight , And cold and dull is morning light ; I hate the sound of joy and mirth , And pray for rest , if e ' en in earth . My spirit quails before the blow ; Bereft of love I am laid low ; I live to bear my life ' s fell cross , And , working , grieve for my sad loss .
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Lost.
LOST .
BY SAVARICUS . MY saddened heart with sorrow swells , The lapse of time all hope repels ; The dear one lost by shipwreck dire My fondest thoughts did e ' er inspire . We met , to part as lovers true ,
And looked on life with cheerful view ; Our plighted troth , sincerely given , By ruthless fate was early riven .
My lot was cast in foreign land , A future good and grand was planned , To labour on , no more to roam , And fill with joy my settler ' s home . The years went by , my promised bride A yearning felt to live beside The one she loved in far off wild , Where freedom dwelt and fortune smiled .
Oh ! joyful news!—a message sent—By cable wired—more vigour lent To heart and hand to " speed the plough , " And chase dull care from off my brow . The loved one comes ! She ' s on the sea , And sailing fast to port and me ;
Protect her , God , from storm and foe , And gentle gales auspicious blow . Oh ! day by day I wait and mourn , In silence drear I feel forlorn ; No ship that bears my treasure comes , My loneliness my heart benumbs .
At last the tidings sad I hear , Of deep distress and helpless fear ; The ship and crew were tempest tost , O ' erturned , engulphed , and all were lost .
In solitude I live and sigh , The hand of fate who can def y ? My heart ' s great grief is hard to bear ; It burdens life with trying care . I sit and think of that loved shore Our footsteps trod in days of yore ; I dream that floating o ' er the sea The form I love alive I see .
J start , the vision leaves my sight , And cold and dull is morning light ; I hate the sound of joy and mirth , And pray for rest , if e ' en in earth . My spirit quails before the blow ; Bereft of love I am laid low ; I live to bear my life ' s fell cross , And , working , grieve for my sad loss .