. Springtime, and other verses. st blue. O^o^s/T iHusic i^ftUSIC fills the heart with gladness,jS^y Stirs the soul with pure delight,Touches chords of weary us life is not all bright. A mothers gentle crooning tone, Soothing to the infant strains that sadly moan. Calling thoughts of those most dear. 22 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES The bugle-call, the drum and fifeSpeak to hearts loyal and brave. Who gladly give all in this life, Filling with honor the soldiers grave. ®[nres;t yjt^NLY a birds nest tumbled down, Ul? From out the tree now bare and brown, Lies in my pathway
. Springtime, and other verses. st blue. O^o^s/T iHusic i^ftUSIC fills the heart with gladness,jS^y Stirs the soul with pure delight,Touches chords of weary us life is not all bright. A mothers gentle crooning tone, Soothing to the infant strains that sadly moan. Calling thoughts of those most dear. 22 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES The bugle-call, the drum and fifeSpeak to hearts loyal and brave. Who gladly give all in this life, Filling with honor the soldiers grave. ®[nres;t yjt^NLY a birds nest tumbled down, Ul? From out the tree now bare and brown, Lies in my pathway on the ground. The birds have flown, mother and have none left to share my fate,My home is een more desolate. Springtime will come again. Soft winds, sunshine and Summer rain, Birds sweetly sing their glad refrain. Will life then much sadder be .^Can no glad song awake for meThis long and lonely Flowers will bloom, and birds will sing,Through sunlit woods glad voices ring,To my lone heart glad hope will 23 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES SONG, dong! Bells are calling!Sweetly falling,On my listening loud and , calling! Dong, dong! Come to prayer! Comes on the tones that pleadTo those who need, Calling, Calling! Dong, dong! List to the bells! Their music tells,Of that sweet timeWhen first their chime Seemed calling, calling! ILifeg portion ^fiL|OME walk through life with lonely hearts,SJ^ Always sad, always gain in life the better parts, Always glad, always are wronged, misunderstood. Sad the while, sad the reach all thats good. Life to beguile, life to beguile. 24 SPRINGTIME AND OTHER VERSES Lifes lessons we must learn For our good, for our the sad or gay heart yearn For what they should ? what they should ?Lifes portions roughly east, the finer part Must be work, must be the glad or lonely heart, None may shirk, none may shirk. OTfiere jFairieg $Iap ^^HERE do the fairies play?^ l
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