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Faint Heart.
He let the brig ht hours drift aAvay , Nor told tbe secret of his . heart , But Avhen the shadows lengthened lay , Eose , all reluctant , to depart . And stammered forth , with blushing cheek ,
And eager , timorous request , That she , for old acquaintance sake , Would grant the rosebud from ber breast . She gaA'e it him , Avitb doAvncast eyes , And . watched him leaA-e her Avith a sigh , "So good , " she said ; " so true , so Avise ; Ah me , if be were not so shy !"
Joy Of My Life.
JOY OF MY LIFE .
'TAVAS only an idle fancy , They said , and they laughed , forsooth , At the foolish and fond delusion , The dream of a love-sick youth ; The sweetest of summer idyls , < " When all the world Avas in tune ,
Declared but a fevered frenzy , . .. From which I'd recover soon . And all through the summer season , With moonlight , flowers , aucl song , We threaded our lives together
, And wove our affection strong . Simple and p lain her dresses , - But worn with exceeding grace , And all that had won my fancy - Shone out of her lovely ' face .
The soul may carelessly wander , Untouched by the band of mate , ¦ Free of the binding fetter , Until it has met its fate ; Then shall its soaring pinions ¦ Be clipped by the touch of Love
, And the heart of the mighty eagle Be one Avith the cooing dove . 'Twas only an idle fancy , That might linger the season through ; . Only a yoimg man ' s folly ¦ ¦ ¦"
, They said—but they spoke not true ; . For time is the test of honour , t ' Though youth is fickle and gay , And the SAveetheart I Avon that summer Is the joy of-my life to-day .- l •¦'• ¦ -
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Faint Heart.
He let the brig ht hours drift aAvay , Nor told tbe secret of his . heart , But Avhen the shadows lengthened lay , Eose , all reluctant , to depart . And stammered forth , with blushing cheek ,
And eager , timorous request , That she , for old acquaintance sake , Would grant the rosebud from ber breast . She gaA'e it him , Avitb doAvncast eyes , And . watched him leaA-e her Avith a sigh , "So good , " she said ; " so true , so Avise ; Ah me , if be were not so shy !"
Joy Of My Life.
JOY OF MY LIFE .
'TAVAS only an idle fancy , They said , and they laughed , forsooth , At the foolish and fond delusion , The dream of a love-sick youth ; The sweetest of summer idyls , < " When all the world Avas in tune ,
Declared but a fevered frenzy , . .. From which I'd recover soon . And all through the summer season , With moonlight , flowers , aucl song , We threaded our lives together
, And wove our affection strong . Simple and p lain her dresses , - But worn with exceeding grace , And all that had won my fancy - Shone out of her lovely ' face .
The soul may carelessly wander , Untouched by the band of mate , ¦ Free of the binding fetter , Until it has met its fate ; Then shall its soaring pinions ¦ Be clipped by the touch of Love
, And the heart of the mighty eagle Be one Avith the cooing dove . 'Twas only an idle fancy , That might linger the season through ; . Only a yoimg man ' s folly ¦ ¦ ¦"
, They said—but they spoke not true ; . For time is the test of honour , t ' Though youth is fickle and gay , And the SAveetheart I Avon that summer Is the joy of-my life to-day .- l •¦'• ¦ -