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The Saddest Cross.
Ah, my heart, those sweet Septembers!
Ah, the glory and the glow
Of the Spring-tides long ago,
Long ago!
Gleam of gold, and glint of green
On the grassy hillsides seen,
Ah, my heart, those sweet Septembers!
Ah, the glory and the glow
Of the Spring-tides long ago,
Long ago!
Gleam of gold, and glint of green
On the grassy hillsides seen,
Ah, my heart, those sweet Septembers!
Ah, my heart, on sweet soft pinions,
Spring, the lov’d one, hovers nigh,
She shall settle by-and-by,
By-and-by!
But the hills shall shine in vain,
Love, alas, comes not again,
Ah, my heart, on sweet soft pinions!
Spring, the lov’d one, hovers nigh,
She shall settle by-and-by,
By-and-by!
But the hills shall shine in vain,
Love, alas, comes not again,
Ah, my heart, on sweet soft pinions!
CXXI.
The Saddest Cross.
He who hath walked in darkness since his birth,
Who ne’er hath known the glory of the day,
Alike to him are shadow and sun-ray;
He never wearies at the daylight’s dearth.
But he who once hath revelled in Life’s mirth
Right heartfully, and now must ever stray
Where sunbeams never either laugh or play,
He bears the saddest cross in all the earth.
Who ne’er hath known the glory of the day,
Alike to him are shadow and sun-ray;
He never wearies at the daylight’s dearth.
But he who once hath revelled in Life’s mirth
Right heartfully, and now must ever stray
Where sunbeams never either laugh or play,
He bears the saddest cross in all the earth.