I LEFT MY LOVE.
Copyright, 1882, by Wm. H. Hamilton.
I left my love in a far off land
In poverty and pain,
The tears hung heavy in my eyes,
And hers came down like rain.
I gave her all I had to give,
Repressed the rising sigh,
And hoping for the days to come
I kept my courage high.
Oh, farewell, I said, if seasons pass
And sunshine follows rain,
And morning dawns on darkest night,
You'll see me back again.
A year had passed and I sought my love
And brought her over the sea,
A happy man, a happy wife,
To bless my home and me.
My home is small, my wants are few,
I bid all care depart,
And sit beside my cottage door
With proud but grateful heart.
Oh, the children smiling round my board
Never ask for bread in vain,
The day has dawned upon the night,
The sun has followed rain.