Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)

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1. 'Mid the Flowers

   

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   'Mid the flow'rets let me wander
   Where the sparkling dewdrops shine,
   Covering o'er the works of nature--
   Would that scene were ever mine;
   Let it float a down my memory
   And, in fancy, 'fore my gaze
   Shine in glorious, dazzling splendor
   Picture of my childhood days.

   Oh, my childhood, wasted childhood,
   Glimmers still in fancy's bloom;
   But its pleasure and its gladness
   Now have sunk 'neat manhood gloom;
   But the sight of hanging roses
   Weeping with the dew of dawn,
   Brings me back, in fancy, pleasure
   That old time has long withdrawn.

   But how diff'rent grow our feelings
   As we count the steps of time;

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   Béarla

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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   • John J. Walsh