John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Robert Gilfillan. (17981850) 6107
There s a hope for every woe, And a balm for every pain, But the first joys of our heart Come never back again!
The Exiles Song.
George Macbeth Moir. (17981851) 6108
To me, through every season dearest; In every scene, by day, by night, Thou, present to my mind appearest A quenchless star, forever bright; My solitary sole delight: Whereer I am, by shore, at sea, I think of thee.
When Thou at Eve.
George Linley. (17981865) 6109
Ever of thee Im fondly dreaming, Thy gentle voice my spirit can cheer.
Ever of Thee. 6110
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream, And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.
Thou art gone. 6111
Tho lost to sight, to memory dear Thou ever wilt remain; One only hope my heart can cheer, The hope to meet again. Oh, fondly on the past I dwell, And oft recall those hours When, wandering down the shady dell, We gathered the wild-flowers.