. Songs without music, rhymes and recitations. e ! The dead, with its undimmed fleshly grace,At the end of threescore years ; the quick,Puckered, and withered, without a trace Of its warm girl-beauty ! A wizards trickBringing the youth and the love that to the eyes of the old and sick ! Those bodies were just of one age : yet thereDeath, clad in youth, had been standing still,While Life had been fretting itself threadbare ! But the moment was come ;—(as a,moment all who have loved, and have parted have toiled alone up the thorny hill ; When, at the top, as their eyes
. Songs without music, rhymes and recitations. e ! The dead, with its undimmed fleshly grace,At the end of threescore years ; the quick,Puckered, and withered, without a trace Of its warm girl-beauty ! A wizards trickBringing the youth and the love that to the eyes of the old and sick ! Those bodies were just of one age : yet thereDeath, clad in youth, had been standing still,While Life had been fretting itself threadbare ! But the moment was come ;—(as a,moment all who have loved, and have parted have toiled alone up the thorny hill ; When, at the top, as their eyes see clear, Over the mists in this vale below, Mere specks their trials and toils appear, LOST AND FOUND. 115 Beside the eternal rest they know !) Death came to old Bess that night, and gave The welcome summons that she should go. And now, though the rains and winds may rave,Nothing can part them. Deep and miners that evening dug one grave. And there while the summers and winters Bess and young Willie sleep side by side !. ii6 THE STORY OF TAVO LIVES. {As related in a tnornitig visit.) A. \ 71 7ELL! well! How strangely things fall out! * * So they are married ? Do you knowThat he is old, and rather stout,And she is fifty-six or so ? B. Ah, that is vulgar reckoning,— And Love is blind ! To him she seemsStill young and fair—and he, the king Remains, of all her early dreams . .Shall age two faithful souls divide ? Shall years prevent two hearts from loving?What constancy was ever tried More than this couples? .. Do you doubt it? A. Humph ! well, perhaps, for turtle-doving They may be thought a trifle old—But tell me all you know about it. B. Tis an old tale, and often told. Now more than forty years since theyWere parted : penniless was he. An orphan youth, and sweet Ann Grey,The beauty of the North Countrie. 11 never could be heard of ! never !—There was a talk of broken hearts,— THE STORY OF TWO LIVES. 117 A. Ah, boys and girls in vain endeavour To
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