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FOREST MELODIES. |
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Some cheering hope to thy pilgrimage given, 'A promise, an answer to prayer.
I will come to thee then—I will cling to that heart
Which has trembled so true to my own; The blessed Redeemer his love shall impart,
And whisper again, "Ye are one."
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REMEMBER ME.
When amid scenes of busy life
Thy gladsome footsteps roam, When thy affections cluster round
A new and happy home, Wilt thou remember sometimes then
The bright and blissful hours, Which we have spent in childhood's morn
Among the bees and flowers ?
Wilt thou recall those dreadful nights,
When, by the couch of pain, We listen'd to the gentle tones
We ne'er shall hear again ? When I, with anguish wild and deep,
Watch'd o'er a fading friend; And thou, with sympathy sincere,
Thy tears with mine didst blend 1 |
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