Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . LORD LYTTON. MEMORIES, THE FOOD OF LOVE. When shall \se come to that ddightful day, When each can say to each, Dost thou remember ? Let us fill urns with rose leaves in our May,And hive the thrifty sweetness for December ! For who may deem the throne of love secure. Till oer the Pus/ the conqueror spreads his reign ? That only land where human joys dim elysium where they live again I Swcll<d by a thousand streams, the deeps that floatThe bark o
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . LORD LYTTON. MEMORIES, THE FOOD OF LOVE. When shall \se come to that ddightful day, When each can say to each, Dost thou remember ? Let us fill urns with rose leaves in our May,And hive the thrifty sweetness for December ! For who may deem the throne of love secure. Till oer the Pus/ the conqueror spreads his reign ? That only land where human joys dim elysium where they live again I Swcll<d by a thousand streams, the deeps that floatThe bark on which we risk our all, should bo. A rill suffices for the idlers boat :It needs an ocean for the argosy. The hearts religion keeps, apart from timeThe sacred burial-ground of happy hours : The past is holy with the haunting chime (^f dieamy Sabbath bells from distant towers. 259
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