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The years go by but they little seem	A
Like those within our dream	A
The years that stood in such luring guise	B
Beckoning us into Paradise	C
To jailers turn as time goes by	D
Guarding that fair land By and By	D
Where we thought to blissfully rest	E
The sound of whose forests' balmy leaves	F
Swaying to dream winds strangely sweet	G
We heard in our bed 'neath the cottage eaves	F
Whose towers we saw in the western skies	B
When with eager eyes and tremulous lip	H
We watched the silent silver ship	H
Of the crescent moon sailing out and away	I
O'er the land we would reach some day some day	I
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But years have flown and our weary feet	G
Have never reached that Isle of the Blest	E
But care we have felt and an aching breast	E
A lifelong struggle grief unrest	E
That had no part in our boyish plans	J
And yet I have gold and houses and lands	K
And ladened vessels a white winged fleet	G
That fly at my bidding across the sea	L
And hats are doffed by willing hands	K
As I tread the village street	G
But wealth and fame are not to me	L
What I thought that they would be	L
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I turn from it all to wander back	M
With Memory down the dusty track	M
Of the years that lie between	N
To the farm house old and brown	O
Shaded with poplars dusky green	N
I pause at its gate not a bearded man	P
But a boy with earnest eyes	B
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I stand at the gate and look around	Q
At the fresh fair world that before me lies	B
The misty mountain top aglow	R
With love of the sun and the pleasant ground	Q
Asleep at its feet with sunny dreams	S
Of milk white flowers in its heart and clear	T
The tall church spire in the distance gleams	S
Pointing up to the tranquil sky's	B
Blue roof that seems so near	T
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And up from the woods the morning breeze	U
Comes freighted with all the rich perfume	V
That from myriad spicy cups distils	U
Loitering along o'er the locust trees	U
Scattering down the plum trees' bloom	V
In flakes of crimson snow	R
Down on the gold of the daffodils	U
That border the path below	R
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And the silver thread of the rivulet	Q
Tangled and knotted with fern and sedge	W
And the mill pond like a diamond set	Q
In the streamlet's emerald edge	W
And over the stream on the gradual hill	X
Its headstones glimmering palely white	Q
Is the graveyard quiet and still	X
I wade through its grasses rank and deep	Y
Past slanting marbles mossy and dim	Z
Carven with lines from some old hymn	Z
To one where my mother used to lean	N
On Sunday noons and weep	Y
That tall white shape I looked upon	A2
With a mysterious dread	Q
Linking unto the senseless stone	B2
The image of the dead	Q
The father I never had seen	N
I remember on dark nights of storm	C2
When our parlor was bright and warm	C2
I would turn away from its glowing light	Q
And look far out in the churchyard dim	Z
And with infinite pity think of him	Z
Shut out alone in the dismal night	Q
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And the ruined mill by the waterfall	D2
I see again its crumbling wall	D2
And I hear the water's song	E2
It all comes back to me	L
Its song comes back to me	L
Floating out like a spirit's call	D2
The drowsy air along	E2
Blending forever with my name	F2
Wonderful prophecies dreamy talk	G2
Of future paths when I should walk	G2
Crowned with manhood and honor and fame	F2
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I shut my eyes and the rich perfume	V
Of the tropical lily fills the room	V
From its censer of frosted snow	R
But it seems to float to me through the night	Q
From those apple blossoms red and white	Q
That starred the orchard's fragrant gloom	V
Those old boughs hanging low	R
Where my sister's swing swayed to and fro	R
Through the scented aisles of the air	H2
While her merry voice and her laugh rung out	Q
Like a bird's to answer my brother's shout	Q
As he shook the boughs o'er her curly head	Q
Till the blossoms fell in a rosy rain	I2
On her neck and her shining hair	H2
Oh little Belle	J2
Oh little sister I loved so well	J2
It seems to me almost as if she died	Q
In that lost time so gay and fair	H2
And was buried in childhood's sunny plain	I2
And she who walks the street to day	Q
Or in gilded carriage sweeps through the town	O
Staring her humbler sisters down	O
With her jewels gleaming like lucent flame	F2
Proud of her grandeur and fine array	Q
Is only a stranger who bears her name	F2
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And the little boy who played with me	L
Hunting birds' nests in sheltered nooks	U
Trudging at nightfall after the cows	U
Exploring the barn loft fording the brooks	U
Ending in school time puzzled brows	U
Over the same small lesson books	U
Who knelt by my side in the twilight dim	Z
Praying the Lord our souls to keep	Y
Then on the same pillow fell asleep	Y
Hushed by our mother's evening hymn	Z
Whose heart and mine kept such perfect time	K2
Such loving cadence such tender rhyme	K2
Blent in child grief and perfected in glee	L
We meet on the street and we clasp the hand	Q
And our names on charitable papers stand	Q
Side by side and we go and bow	L2
Our two gray heads with prayer and vow	L2
In the same grand church and hasty word	Q
Of anger has never our bosoms stirred	Q
Yet a whole wide world is between us now	L2
How broad and deep does the gulf appear	T
Between the hearts that were so near	T
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I have pleasure grounds and mansions grand	Q
Low voiced servants come at my call	D2
From Senate my name sounds over the land	Q
In ayes and nays so solemnly read	Q
They call me Honorable General and all	D2
But to night I am only Charley again	M2
I am Charley and want to lay my head	Q
On my mother's heart and rest	Q
With her soft hand pressed upon my brow	L2
Curing its weary pain	I2
But never nevermore will it be	L
For mould and marble rises now	L2
Between my head and that loving breast	Q
And death has a cruel power to part	Q
Forever gone and lost to me	L
That true and tender heart	Q
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Oh mother I've never found love like thine	N2
Never have eyes looked into mine	N2
With such proud love such perfect trust	Q
Never have hands been so true and kind	Q
To lead me into the path of right	Q
Hands so gentle and soft and white	Q
That on my head like a blessing lay	Q
And led me a child and guided my youth	O2
To night 'tis a dreary thought in truth	O2
That those gentle hands are dust	Q
That I may be blamed and you not be sad	Q
That I may be praised and you not be glad	Q
'Tis a dreary thought to your boy to night	Q
That over your sweet smile over your brow	L2
The clay cold turf is pressing now	L2
That never again as the twilight falls	U
You will welcome your boy to the old brown walls	U
Of the homestead far away	Q
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The homestead is ruined gone to decay	Q
But we read of a house not made with hands	U
Whose firm foundation forever stands	U
And there is a twilight soft and sweet	Q
Will she not stand with outstretched hands	U
My homesick eyes to meet	Q
To welcome her boy as in days before	P2
To home and to rest forevermore	P2
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But the years come and the years go	R
And they lay on her grave as they silently pass	U
Red summer buds and wreaths of snow	R
And springing and fading grass	U
And far away in an English town	O
In the secluded tranquil shade	Q
Of an old Cathedral quaint and brown	O
Another grave is made	Q
A small grave yet so high	D
It shadowed all the world to me	L
And darkened earth and sky	D
But only for a time it passed	Q
The unreasoning agony	L
Like a cloud that drops its rain	I2
And light shone into our hearts at last	Q
And patience born of pain	I2
And now like a breath of healing balm	Q2
The sweet thought comes to me	L
That my child has reached the Isle of Calm	Q2
Over the silent sea	L
That my pure little Blanche is safe in truth	O2
Safe in immortal beauty and youth	O2
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When she left us in the twilight gloom	V
When she left her empty nest	Q
And the aching hearts below	R
Full well full well I know	R
What tender eyed angel bent	Q
Down for my brown eyed little bird	Q
From the shining battlement	Q
I know with what fond caressing	R2
And loving smile and word	Q
And look of tender blessing	R2
She took her to her breast	Q
And led her into some quiet room	V
In the mansions of the blest	Q
Oh mother beloved oh child so dear	P2
Not by a wish would I lure you here	P2
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My son is a bright brave boy with a grace	U
Of beauty caught from his mother's face	U
And his mother and he in truth are dear	P2
Full tenderly and fond and near	P2
My heart is bound to my wife and child	Q
But the summer of life is not its May	Q
And dreams and hopes that our youth beguiled	Q
Are but pallid forms of clay	Q
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There's the boy's first love and passionate dream	A
A face like a morning star a gleam	A
Of hair the hue of a robin's wing	R2
Brown hair aglow with a golden sheen	N
And eyes the sweetest that ever were seen	N
	-
Mary we have been parted long	E2
You were proud and we both were wrong	E2
But 'tis over and past no living gleam	A
Can come again to the dear dead dream	A
It is dead so let it lie	D
But nothing nothing can ever be	L
Like that old dream to you or to me	L
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I think we shall know shall know at last	Q
All that was strange in all the past	Q
Shall one day know and shall haply see	L
That the sorrows and ills that with tears and sighs	U
We vainly endeavored to flee	L
Were angels who veiled in sorrow's guise	U
Came to us only to bless	U
Maybe we shall kneel and kiss their feet	Q
With grateful tears when we shall meet	Q
Their unveiled faces pure and sweet	Q
Their eyes' deep tenderness	U
We shall know perchance had these angels come	S2
Like mendicants unto a kingly gate	Q
When we sat in joy's royal state	Q
We had barred them from our home	T2
But when in our doorway one appears	U
Clothed in the purple of sorrow's power	P2
He will enter in no prayers or tears	U
Avail us in that hour	P2
So what we call our pains and losses	U
We may not always count aright	Q
The rough bars of our heavy crosses	U
May change to living light	Q