Poems you ought to know . Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumbers chain has bound me,Fond Memory brings the light Of another day around me:The smiles, the boyhoods years,The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone,The cheerful hearts now broken. When I remember all The friends so linked together,Ive seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads aloneSome banquet hall deserted. Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead,And all but he departed. Thus in the stilly night, Ere slumbers chain has bound me,Sad Memory brings the light
Poems you ought to know . Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumbers chain has bound me,Fond Memory brings the light Of another day around me:The smiles, the boyhoods years,The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone,The cheerful hearts now broken. When I remember all The friends so linked together,Ive seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads aloneSome banquet hall deserted. Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead,And all but he departed. Thus in the stilly night, Ere slumbers chain has bound me,Sad Memory brings the light Of other davs around JIM BLUDSO. JOHN HAY. John Hay, Secretary of State, was bom at Salem, Ind., on Oct. 8,1838, and he was graduated at Brown twenty years later. He studiedlaw In Springfield, 111., and in 1861 became assistant secretary to Presi-dent Lincoln. He saw some of the civil war as an aid-de-camp underGenerals Hunter and Gilmore, with rank of Major and Assistant Adju-tant General, Brevet Lieutenant Colone
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