CE more, my harp
once more, although I thought Never to wake thy silent strings again,
A wandering dream thy gentle chords have wrought,
And my sad heart, which long hath dwelt in pain,
once more, although I thought Never to wake thy silent strings again,
A wandering dream thy gentle chords have wrought,
And my sad heart, which long hath dwelt in pain,
LY I heard a voiceβsurely my name Was breathed in tones familiar to my heart
I listenedβand the low wind stealing came,
In darkness and in silence to depart
Surely I saw a form, a proud bright form,
I listenedβand the low wind stealing came,
In darkness and in silence to depart
Surely I saw a form, a proud bright form,
IS done--the night has pass'd away;
And, basking in the sunny day,
The laughing fountain's waters bear No record of each burning tear;-- The silent echoes give no sound Of shriek or moan; and nothing round Can tell what breaking hearts h...
And, basking in the sunny day,
The laughing fountain's waters bear No record of each burning tear;-- The silent echoes give no sound Of shriek or moan; and nothing round Can tell what breaking hearts h...
VY is my trembling heart, mine own love, my dearest,
Heavy as the hearts whose love is poured in vain;
All the bright day I watch till thou appearest,
All the long night I dream of thee again
Heavy as the hearts whose love is poured in vain;
All the bright day I watch till thou appearest,
All the long night I dream of thee again
ES,
I know that you once were my lover,
But that sort of thing has an end,
And though love and its transports are over,
I know that you once were my lover,
But that sort of thing has an end,
And though love and its transports are over,
DO you remember all the sunny places,
Where in bright days, long past, we played together
Do you remember all the old home faces That gathered round the hearth in wintry weather
Do you remember all the happy meetings,
Where in bright days, long past, we played together
Do you remember all the old home faces That gathered round the hearth in wintry weather
Do you remember all the happy meetings,
