The Poet's Wreath; Being a Selection of Poems

The Poet's Wreath; Being a Selection of Poems

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1890 edition. Excerpt: ...Do this, and the future shall blot out the past, And thy spirit with joy shall yet see That the beautiful deeds in this life thou hads't cast Have borne a rich harvest for thee. SONG--THE WANDERING BOY. Wearily, drearily, lonely and sad, I have wandered the long, cheerless day; One smile would have made me feel hopeful and glad, And brightened my life's darkened way. But none seemed to pity me, none seemed to care, All pass'd ine contemptuously by; Would God I could breathe a poor sinner's last prayer, Then calmly and peacefully die. Chorus. Oh, would that my mother were with me to-night, No hunger or cold should I fear, Her love would make life again peaceful and bright, Oh, would that my mother were here. Oh, why did 1 leave her 1 What demon could tempt 1 What power impelled me to roam 1 If the ills which have followed my soul could have dreamt, I had never thus wandered from home. I cannot forget how my poor mother wept, As I tore from her loving embrace, Though storms of deep darkness my pathway have swept, That scene they could never efface. Chorus--Oh, would that, &a. This Bible she gave me, is all I have left, She whispered, "You'll read it, I know; And when of all comfort thy soul is bereft, Remember, I pray for thee, Joe." Oh, surely, those prayers have not been in vain, And, perhaps, all this sorrow were best; If I only could reach tbe old home once again, I should prize such an haven of rest. Chorus--Oh, would that, ifce. Some shelter I'll find from the cold bitter blast, And wait for the dawning of day; And surely, some heart will feel pity at last, And grant me some help by the way. Already this darkness seems passing away, Already I feel a new joy; Heaven spare my dear mother to welcome the day Which brings back more

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  • Paperback | 36 pages
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  • English
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  • 9781236648372