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IN A LONE COTTAGE.
0 ! the bright dreams that fancy hath O'er the new year cast their spell!
We turn, we turn to its untried path— Departed year, farewell!
IN A LONE COTTAGE. In a lone cottage far away,
With shadows on my brow, I watch the driving storm to-day
Where tall, dark cedars bow.
Why should I from each idol part ?
Each friend of infancy ? Why am I here ? My trembling heart,
Durst thou not answer why ?
It was my Saviour's hallow'd love, Which lured my footsteps on;
I saw him reaching from above A radiant, starry crown.
Nor was it this alone, which drew My heart from its retreat,
And bade me sigh a long adieu To scenes of home so sweet.
There was a tie more earthly far, Which drew my soul away ;
Love, like a soft, bewildering star, Has led me thus to stray.