I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember He never came a wink too soon, I remember, I remember I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then, That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow! I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky : It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off from heaven BALLAD. SIGH on, sad heart, for Love's eclipse A king might lay his sceptre down, The diamonds glancing in her hair, Yet looking once, I looked too long, Death follows on the heels of wrong, And kills the crime within. Her dress seemed wove of lily leaves, O lofty wears, and lowly weaves, And homely hose must step apart, Alas! there's far from russet frieze But I doubt if God made like degrees "Tis vain to weep, 'tis vain to sigh, For where her happy pearls do lie My speech is rude, - but speech is weak Yet had I words, I dare not speak, So, lady, fare thee well; I will not wish thy better state But I must weep that partial fate THE WATER LADY. ALAS! the moon should ever beam And fair was she! I staid a while, to see her throw I staid a little while to view Her cheek, that wore in place of red I staid to watch, a little space, And still I staid a little more; I throw my flowers from the shore, I know my life will fade away, TO AN ABSENTEE. O'ER hill, and dale, and distant sea, Nay, thou art now so dear, methinks Affection's firm elastic links But bind the closer round the heart. For now we sever each from each, Farewell! I did not know thy worth: But thou art gone, and now 'tis prized: So angels walked unknown on earth, But when they flew were recognized! SONG. THE stars are with the voyager The moon is constant to her time; The sun will never fail But follow, follow round the world, The green earth and the sea; So love is with the lover's heart, Wherever he may be. Wherever he may be, the stars The sun may set, but constant love So that dull night is never night, |