. Lyrics on freedom, love and death . night came down and closed him oer. -i ^ ^ if. :]; :{: Well, days and weeks and months grew old,A year grew perfect and complete, Ere to our ears the tidings rolledOf Love and Loves too dark defeat. The maiden wearied of his delay,— For adverse grew both wind and tide,— And said, I will meet him on the way And guide him here ! She smiled in pride ; For she was royal, and had ships And men to mark her least command ; And ere the word had left her lips, Her barge was ready to leave the land. 69 TJie Defeat of Love. And she sailed Northward far and fast,And h
. Lyrics on freedom, love and death . night came down and closed him oer. -i ^ ^ if. :]; :{: Well, days and weeks and months grew old,A year grew perfect and complete, Ere to our ears the tidings rolledOf Love and Loves too dark defeat. The maiden wearied of his delay,— For adverse grew both wind and tide,— And said, I will meet him on the way And guide him here ! She smiled in pride ; For she was royal, and had ships And men to mark her least command ; And ere the word had left her lips, Her barge was ready to leave the land. 69 TJie Defeat of Love. And she sailed Northward far and fast,And he sailed Southward steady and true: They came together at length, hut passedEach other one night, and ncitlicr knetv. So he sailed Southward oer the main. And she sailed towards the Pole-star fair, Till storms arose and wrecked them no one knows the when or where ! Ah, me! How often, or first or lover and loved—the fitting two— Have met on Lifes large sea, and passedEach other forever, while neither knew !. 70 TO ADKLLE. Though the hopes I have left be not man},I have one which is second to none, A hope that is dearer than any, And it is—tho this all may be ill or be well— That perhaps, in the fairer Hereafter, Adelle,You and 1 will be one. The streams which so tenderly blended To their ocean divided may run ;But perhaps, when their course is all ended, Perhaps—tho this all may be ill or be well —Perhaps, in the vaster Hereafter, Adelle, The two may be one. The days of affection have faded, The nights of our visions are gone;And we—we shall pass een as they did ; But perhaps—tho this all may be ill or be well-Perhaps, in the mighty Hereafter, Adelle, You and I shall be one ! 71 EPIMETHEUS. The months fly by ! November Is present with us now ;And why should I remember That early April vow?Why longer should I long for, With tears and vain regret,Or why still sigh in song for The days tJioii dost forget ? The season wanes; the flowers I place
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